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   I drove along the silent road; it should have been busy with streams of
cars and lorries.  There had been no traffic to be seen since I had left
Hereford.  I looked over the hedge into the neat fields; I could see a
tractor stopped in the corner of the field.  I finally reached the drive to
my parents' farm.  I wondered what I would find on this still silent day. I
automatically pulled up outside the back door.  The cows were standing in
the collecting yard by the milking parlour, the automatic processes were
continuing, as they should.  I walked through to the dairy and saw that
milk was pouring from the overflow on the collecting tank and on down the
drain.  I went across and smelled the milk; it was still fresh.  I quickly
went to the control panel, opened the valve to the cheese vat and allowed
the milk to run in.  The overflow quickly stopped running.  In an hour, I
had everything sorted in the milking parlour and dairy.  Now it was time to
see what had happened in the farmhouse.  I walked slowly back across the
farmyard and went to open the back door into the kitchen.  I didn't have to
use my key.  There on the table was a letter, I picked it up and read.

   To whom it may concern.

   Obviously, we have not survived and you have, hopefully it will be a
relative or friend, but if not the book on the table contains all the
information you will need to run this farm.  We are leaving now for the
hospital.  There should be no surprises here, I sent our workers in as they
fell ill.  Goodbye; and good luck.

   Now I knew my parents had not survived the great terror, the disease
that had swept the world.  No one had ever said how many had been infected,
let alone been killed.  I just knew the end had been quick.  I picked up
the book and on the first page were the directions to the safe and the
combination.  In it were the keys to the farm, the buildings and the
machinery.  I could see that two keys were missing; I guessed one was still
in the tractor in the field and the other was outside the hospital in my
mum's old car.  I went up to my old room and changed out of my uniform.  I
stored my rifle in the locker that still held my shotguns.  Most of my
luggage on the fourteen ton six by six lorry and trailer was weaponry. 
From the Self Loading Rifles' right through to the Rocket Propelled
Grenades'.  I even had a full magazine of explosives.  That was my job; I
was an armourer with The Royal Logistics Corps.  I had been assisting the
crazy men from Hereford, yeah the SAS.  It had been a fun secondment and
had seen me move up to staff sergeant.  I had been managing the preparation
of mobile arsenals for use at specialist jobs.  Along with its matching
trailer, I had enough equipment to outfit a small army in the lorry.  It
could, if necessary, be used as a fighting platform.  It was safe against
rocket-propelled grenades and lower, but anything heavier could take me
out.

   I spent the rest of the day checking stores, propane gas for the
generator and the farmhouse and diesel for the tractors.  The barns were
full of feed for the animals and the larder and freezers full of food for
me.  My parents had farmed organically for years; the hens were free range
but had evidently been penned in the barn with feeders when my parents were
taken ill.  My first task was to let the hens out and collect the eggs,
what I would do with them all I wasn't sure.  If the worst came to the
worst I could always dry them and store the dried egg in the freezer.

   Days and weeks passed, I amused myself setting up a CB radio, it would
broadcast a short message then listen.  It was set so that if there were a
response then the speakers would switch in, my message it ignored.  I knew
there were people in the area, or at least passing through as I sometimes
saw evidence of a camp in the woods, but people I didn't see.  As the
summer turned to autumn, I started to bring in logs for the fire.  I
celebrated the first frost with a wood fire that I lit just after lunch.  I
made sure that there were some green logs on the fire.  The column of smoke
rose high into the clean clear air I knew it would be visible for miles in
the clear air.  That was something I did appreciate.  The house was
situated just below the crest of the South Shropshire hills.  Over the
months, I had been busy securing my longer-term fuel supplies.  I had
ridden my motorbike to Ellesmere Port refineries and collected 10 tankers
full of LPG and another 10 of diesel fuel.  They were parked along with two
tractor units behind my barns.  It was only after I had recovered the last
diesel tanker that I thought about the oilseed rape fields.  They would
create plenty of fuel for the tractors

   It was the end of October and the first storm of the autumn came
crashing in.  The wind was howling in the trees and then the rain started.
My yard was running with water.  I had brought all my animals in at the
first signs of trouble.  It was cosy sitting in the bay window watching the
rain lash across the ground, the log fire crackling in the grate.  My alarm
sounded and I looked up to see a boy run through the rain towards my door.
I picked up the pistol from the brackets by the door.  He looked a drowned
rat, his hair was hanging down his neck and face in rats tails, and his
clothes were baggy and shapeless.  He looked about 15 or 16 and, as I could
see he had no weapons on him, I invited him in.  He stood in the hall,
water dripping from his body.

   "I think you could do with a bath whilst I get those clothes washed and
dried.  There is a dressing gown on the back of the door." I took him to
the bathroom and heard him lock himself in.  Two minutes later an arm
snaked around the door with the wet clothes and then I heard the door
relocked.  I slipped through to the utility room and put the clothes in the
washing machine and then into the kitchen to put the kettle on.  Food I
would prepare when he came out of the bathroom.  Finally he came out of the
bathroom; his hair tied back in a ponytail.  He looked very effeminate.

   "Does that feel better?" I was answered by a nod of the head, then I
looked more closely at his, or was it her body, I could see the gown swell
out above the belt.  "You're a girl aren't you?  What's your name"?

   "I'm Mandy, I'm fourteen and I've been passing myself off as a boy
because I was frightened, I've been watching you and your dog for weeks, I
first saw you driving a tanker and I started heading south in your
direction.  Finally I saw your chimney smoke, which guided me in.  I wanted
to meet up with someone who wanted to stay put and not roam and plunder."
With that, she started to weep.

   "What's the matter?"

   "I escaped a band of people in Liverpool; they had taken people and were
raping them.  They had set up a base in Sefton Park.  I managed to evade
them and escaped through the Mersey tunnel, they got my friend.

   "Do you think she will still be alive?"

   "I don't know, I think that all the women and girls were captives."

   "Did they see you escape?"

   "No, definitely not, if they had seen me I wouldn't have escaped them."

   "In which case do you want to try and rescue her?"

   "Could we, but I saw about 15 men in their leather jackets."

   "Did you look in my barn?" I saw her shake her head.  "Well now the rain
has stopped and I can hear the dryer has stopped, if you get dressed I'll
take you out there, I have something to show you." I got her clothes out of
the washer/drier and she slipped into the bathroom and dressed.  We walked
across to the barn and she gasped as the barn doors slid open and she saw
the olive drab lorry in front of her, the .5 Inch Heavy Machine Gun mounted
on the roof of the cab 6 foot above her head.

   "I was the armourer working with the SAS to create a mobile arsenal, and
that's what that is; I`m a staff sergeant with The Royal Logistics Corps. I
was in Hereford, at the SAS base when this hit.  We can drive down there
and train you to shoot and then we can go back to Liverpool to rescue your
friend."

   "Oh please, can we leave now?"

   "Sorry no, we have to set the farm up so that the animals will be safe
whilst we are away.  Three days in Hereford then back here for a day, then
off to Liverpool." With that, I was grabbed around the neck and thoroughly
kissed.  I could feel smallish breasts boring into my chest.  She looked up
at me.

   "What's your name?"

   "I'm Martin, but my friends call me Mac, I'm 33." I led her across to
the animal houses and started switching the automatic systems on.  They
could keep the livestock healthy for a week, maybe two at a time.  I drew
off an extra jug of milk from the refrigerated holding tank.

   "If that's milk can I have a drink of it please?  I haven't had milk
since the illness started." I nodded my head then drew off another pint of
ice-cold creamy milk into a glass and passed it over.  The look on her face
as she drank it was a picture.  The night had drawn in whilst we were
working in the barn and we moved into the kitchen where I set to preparing
our meal.  The meat came from the freezer and the veg from the farm.  I
heated some soup up and cut chunks of home made bread, which we used to
soak up the soup.  Mandy just kept eating, she left me behind, but I
suspected her meals had been irregular to say the least.

   I took her up to my sister's room and showed her the clothes she had
left behind.

   I doubt if Kirsti will be back to use these, so if any of them fit you
are welcome to use them." I then left her and went to my room to shower.  I
was soon in bed thinking through how to train young Mandy and what I should
train her on.  I very quickly dropped off to sleep.  I was woken by a small
body climbing into bed with me; I could hear her quietly sobbing.

   "What's wrong Mandy?"

   I had a nightmare and I felt alone, can I join you?"

   "Of course you can." I pulled my covers down and allowed her to join me
in the warm.  I felt her skin in contact with mine; it seemed we both slept
in the nude.  My Percy reacted by becoming rock hard.

   "I'm sorry about Percy here; he has decided that he likes you." She
rewarded me with a small giggle.

   "I could see that you had nothing on your top and guessed that the rest
of you was similarly undressed, so I left your sisters nighty on the chair
to join you." I could feel Mandy pasted against me, her head tilted up,
asking for a kiss.  I responded, our lips opened and her tongue carefully
explored my lips.  She pulled away and looked at me.  "I don't know how far
I want to go tonight; this is fine, but...."

   "That's no problem Mandy, I won't force you to go one inch further than
you want to."

   "Thanks Mac."

   I continued to caress this little girls fresh young body and before I
knew what was happening I was pumping hot sticky cum over her thighs.  It
was the first time in years that I had cum without direct physical
stimulation.  I soon dropped back off to sleep.  I woke up in the early
dawn light.  Mandy was sitting up looking down on me.

   "Morning Mac, thank you for last night, you can't begin to understand
what you did for me."

   "Well Mandy I have to confess that I enjoyed it too." With that we got
up, showered, and went down for breakfast.  We had set up the farm to run
itself for a few days so I loaded fresh food into the lorry and we set off
for the SAS base in Hereford.  It was only about a thirty-mile drive before
I was entering the main gate of the barracks.  I drove around the parade
ground and then behind the main barracks and drew up outside my old domain,
the armoury.  The first thing I saw was that the padlock that I had put on
the door had been broken off.  I told Mandy to stay in the cab whilst I
investigated.  I released the strap holding my knife in its sheath and
chambered a round in my rifle.  As my rifle poked through the door, it was
met by one coming out.  I recognised my corporal; he had been away during
the mass deaths.

   "Mac, it's good to see you alive."

   "It's good to be alive, I have a young lass who escaped from Liverpool,
unfortunately she left one of her friends behind and I want to train her
enough to help get her friend back."

   "Well it's a good job I'm here then, isn't it?"

   "Indeed it is." I turned back and called.  "Mandy, one of my colleagues
is alive." Mandy climbed down from the cab and I introduced her to "Dusty"
White.  He was an SAS corporal.

   "Actually Mac, there are seven of us, we were on exercise in our NCBC
suits, we went out in them and spent 14 days sealed up, we knew something
was up from the radio.  We told them to stay sealed in until we got back.
They were testing living in a secured environment as part of the same
operation, when they left the radio room they were in "Noddy suits," you
know the procedure out through the airlock and back after a anti everything
spray.  It has kept them alive.  The information that came through was a
terrorist release that went wrong; no country in the world has escaped. 
The agent was viable for about a week, a very few like you are obviously
immune, and then there are some like us who were isolated from it.  We
haven't picked up any forces broadcasts.  We had been wondering what we
were going to do."

   "Well if you want to come back to my family farm you are more than
welcome, but first I have a little nest of bandits in Sefton Park to sort
out."

   "Ooh that sounds like a bit of fun, what can we use?"

   "Well I was planning on using the contents of my mobile arsenal."

   "What about the rules of engagement?"

   "Whatever you like, there aren't any brass around, well there may be a
few in Whitehall, but there aren't any in Hereford!" with that we moved
into the armoury.  There were a dozen people, Dusty, six squaddies and five
women radio operators.  The girls were surprised to see Mandy in her
illfitting clothes.

   We were soon introduced, Tim, Ray, Dave, Ian, Hugh and Richard, better
known as Dick; on the men's side and Anna, Esther, Ruth, Sally and Becky on
the women's side.  They had set up a small area as living accommodation and
had been checking my stores.  Anna decided that Mandy had to be redressed
and so the girls took her over to the stores and kitted her out with all
that a young SAS support worker needed; to be honest I didn't recognise her
when she came back in a set of well fitting utilities.  We decide to bring
over the living wagons that the SAS had designed; they each could hold
eight men.  The final decision was to take three living wagon sets, the
mobile arsenal and two armoured vehicles, the Scimitar and the Saxon
armoured personnel carrier.  We took Mandy and the other girls to the range
and we taught them to fire all our armament, we even let them test fire the
Scimitar.  The girls loved it; they had never been allowed to train on the
men's range.  Two days later, we were on our way back to my farm.  We all
drove, well all except Mandy.  We had the arsenal, the personnel carrier,
the three living vans, the Scimitar; the others included the mobile medical
centre and four Lorries and trailers loaded with rations, fuel and spare
equipment.  We each had clansmen radios set into my main control unit in
the arsenal.  Mandy had been taught to run the clansman net and acted as
our linkman.  All our vehicles had their heavy machine guns mounted on
their gun rings in the cab roofs.  We were soon drawn up outside the
farmhouse.  We then set too and sorted out the farm and the battle order
for the following day.  The farm was easiest to deal with.  The battle plan
was something else.  We had the five women handling two living vans, the
medical centre and the spare fuel and ammo.  I drove the mobile arsenal. 
We had the Scimitar armoured car in the lead followed by the armoured
personnel carrier.  We drove north and carefully navigated the old Kingsway
tunnel into Liverpool.  We set up camp just inside the north entrance of
the tunnel; we unloaded two RPG launchers and three heavy machine guns.  It
didn't take long to set up a defensible position.  We loaded the APC with
weaponry and Mandy showed us the layout she had seen at Sefton Park.  When
we had this sorted, we mounted up, Mandy was in the armoured medical centre
with two of the other women and the men were in the Scimitar and the APC.
Then we were on our way along the dock road to Otterspool and then north to
the entrance to Sefton Park by the lake.  Night had fallen as we approached
the park and we were all using night vision equipment.  We soon found the
camp just by the old boating lake.  We could see most of the gang by the
boathouse; a large bonfire was blazing and half a dozen occupied stakes
alongside it.  We had decided to encircle the camp including one of our
team who was coming in under water.  He had a waterproofed rifle and night
sight.  He would act as a sniper to defend the occupants of the stakes.  We
soon had them surrounded; the medical wagon was defended in the rear.  I
gave the two taps on the mike and our targets were lit with our laser
sights, we were each shifting from our primary to our secondary targets. 
My amplified voice called on them to lie down and surrender.  Six did, nine
tried to pull their pistols from holsters.  Eight went down with a single
bullet, the last took eight as we all shifted to the last remaining gang
member and shot him down.  We turned towards the boathouse.  I called to
the men on the ground.

   "Is there anyone else in the boat house?" before they answered, we heard
a strangled male scream and a response from the boathouse.

   "There was one, he turned his rifle on you and we took advantage.  Oh
dear he seems to be bleeding to death, what a pity, not." There was an
unintelligible noise and then the voice returned." He wanted us to do first
aid where we had ripped his cock and balls out, we didn't help him." The
doors opened and the lights went on.  I checked the single room whilst
Dusty sorted out the six who surrendered putting the plastic ties on ankles
and wrists.  We brought the armoured vehicles up to illuminate the scene.
Our women went to the stakes carefully taking down the people tied there.
One they left and came over to me.

   "Serge, we don't know how to help that one, his arms and legs are
broken, his head has been battered and he's bleeding from his ears.  They
have a video camera set up and filming him, we stopped it."

   "I'll come and look." I walked over I could see at a glance that his
limbs were shattered, with bone breaking the skin in places.  He was
groaning in pain.

   "You can't help me, can you finish me.  I can't feel my legs so I know
they broke my back.  My ribs are broken and every breath hurts.  I have
watched several of these shows and know I only have a little time.  Knowing
what they did to others I can guess that my ribs, back, pelvis, thighs and
calves are all shattered along with both arms.  I guess my back was a
mistake, as they liked their victims to feel everything.  I have been
wrecked internally with a glass-studded dildo.  Those six were involved
with the rest, can I watch them die?"

   "Certainly, but it will be a bullet for them, even my men couldn't do
what they have done to you."

   "That's fine." With that, I gave him his first shots of morphine from
our battle packs.  He was soon relieved of most of his pain; we supported
him on padding before cutting him free.  Dusty came over and confirmed that
what he had seen on the video backed up what we had been told.  I called
the platoon together and gave them their orders.  Shoot the gang members.
We walked over, shouldered our weapons and wiped out the vermin.  We then
set too and treated the wounds of the captives.  We gave more morphine to
the tortured man until he slowly stopped breathing.

   The next hour was spent cleaning up the captives we had released.  Mandy
found her friend, still alive and relatively unharmed.  There were fifteen
women and girls and four men and boys and three baby girls.  We collected
what was of use, cars and motorbikes and with them in the middle of the
convoy, we returned to the tunnel camp.  They had been setting up a bathing
station and a field kitchen and we were able to turn our rescued over to
them.  Mandy took her friend and brought her over to me.

   "Mac, this is Rachel, she and I survived the great death together and we
just rescued her, can she travel with us?"

   "Of course she can, take her through the bath house and then bring her
back for food.  We'll head back for the farm in the morning.  It was a
joyous camp that night as we continued to mount guard through the night and
to prepare for the future.

   Morning came and we fed like kings on the food I had supplied from the
farm.  I then drew everyone together as I stood on the hull of the
Scimitar.

   "For myself I am returning to my family farm.  There is room for
everyone who wants to join me.  Any who do join me will have to help work
the farm to help me create a future.  My recent training has been in
warfare and I pledge to protect those who join me.  Those who wish to
strike out on their own I will supply from what we have.  In half an hour,
I will be at the mobile armoury, that vehicle there.  I will issue weapons
and ammo; I will help you obtain suitable transport.  Those who want to
come with me please move over to behind the field kitchen.  After everyone
has chosen those leaving will promise to go peacefully.  The rest will come
with me." I jumped down from the tank and grabbed Mandy's hand; Rachel
shyly took my other hand.

   "Can I go with you and Mandy?"

   "Of course you can." I smiled down at her as she lifted her arms up and
kissed me on the lips.  I loaded them into the cab of the mobile arsenal
and locked them in to stay safe.  I walked round the back and was not
surprised to see that no one wanted to leave.  I reclaimed Mandy and Rachel
and together we headed over to the field kitchen.  I was greeted with a
round of applause.

   "I'm glad to see you all wanting to stay with us.  I must now ask what
skills you can offer to us all as a group."

   Dusty was sitting at a portable desk, a field computer in front of him
noting down, personal details and skills.  We ended up with six soldiers
skilled mainly in field survival, Dusty had man management skills as an
extra; I had that mix plus skills as an armourer and farmer.  We also had a
GP, a nurse, two primary school teachers, we also had an alternative energy
installer, and a computer engineer and the rest were office workers who had
sidelines in gardening and one who had his own traction engine.  There were
also the three teenagers and a pre teen, who were willing to learn anything
and three babies who had been born since the death.  We decided to send out
the doctor, the energy installer and the traction engine owner with an
armed escort to fetch supplies.  The doctor we took to the Royal Liverpool
hospital to rescue stocks from the pharmacy and then on to the School of
Pharmacy, at the university, where our computer engineer downloaded huge
files of information so that the doctor could have the most up to date
information and the ability to pass on the learning.  The engineer, we
helped to load up water turbines and generators along with their control
gear.  He also collected his ex employer's computers to take with us to
help with design and build.  It took us the rest of the day to finish our
collecting and as dusk fell, we started up the convoy to return to my farm
just outside Church Stretton.  An hour after our return the animals were
sorted and the log fire was blazing in the family room.  We had brought the
living vans into the yard and I had left everyone else to sort themselves
out.  Rachel had asked to be in the room next to Mandy and I.  The other
two teenagers had come to know each other when they were captives.  They
were on the other side of the corridor.  We all met back in the kitchen and
dining room.  We were using the kitchen and the field kitchen to cook our
meal.  The next few days would be spent sorting out jobs and
responsibilities.  Dusty was insistent that everybody was able to both use
our entire armoury and also to defend themselves.

   Finally, the night drew in, Duncan set the watch, two people, one
soldier and a civilian went out.  Each non-military person was given brief
training in the use of their weapon and the radio.  I held the base station
with the understanding that if I was called I would turn everyone else out.
Fortunately it had an alarm function so that I could sleep whilst on the
alert.  Mandy and I finally moved up to bed.  Together we helped each other
in the shower.

   "Martin, will you make love to me tonight, I'm ready to move forward."

   "Of course I will, I'll be as gentle as possible with you." I gave her a
gentle kiss, and then led her to my bed.  I held her at arms length and
looked at her young body; I smiled as I watched a gentle blush spread from
her face and down her smoothly rounding boobs.  "Are you really sure?"

   "Yes, well I think I am." With that, I drew her into my arms and kissed
her.  I could feel her body tremble against my hard muscles.  My hands slid
down her back, one supporting her tight bum, the other cupping a firm
breast.  My tongue slid between her sweet lips.  I relished the flavour of
her sweet lips and tongue.  My lower hand slipped round to cup her pussy,
my finger snagged her clit.  Her breath caught as I enticed her sensations.
I could feel her moisture bubbling out of her untried quim.  I slid a
finger into her little slit.  I could feel her maidenhead beneath my finger
as I brought her to her first orgasm of the night.  Suddenly her body
shuddered as she orgasmed.  I lifted her onto the bed and moved to kiss her
young pussy, just a few hairs covering a box of delights.  I soon had her
body quivering with a second and third orgasm.  Then I slowly moved up the
bed and held my cock at the entrance to her pussy.  I held there and as her
eyes opened, I asked her.

   "Are you sure you want to continue?"

   "Oh yes Mac." With that, she raised her hips and thrust my cock through
her maidenhead.  She winced as my cock ripped through her untried opening.
I held my position as she became accustomed to my presence inside her tight
pussy.  I was slowly able to slide deeper into her hot well of delight.  I
could see, feel and hear her pleasure.

   "Oh Martin, that feels so good, you're filling me up." I started to
slide in and out of her clasping velvet tube.  Within moments I was on the
brink myself.  I gave a final thrust between her upraised legs and poured
my spend over the entrance to her young womb.  Her pussy spasmed and waves
of pressure rippled up and down the length of my cock, finally she was
spent and her legs relaxed and dropped across my back.  I looked down on
her and kissed her.

   "Oh Mandy, that's so good, I'm so glad that I could make it good for
you."

   "Good, it was great; I have heard so many stories about first times that
I was scared, but you made it so good for me." I rolled us over so Mandy
was on me, my cock still in her newly fledged pussy.  We kissed and cuddled
together, her rigid nipples boring into my chest.  My eyes started to close
and within minutes we were both asleep.  We woke up the following morning
stuck together with cum and blood.

   "Morning Mandy, I just had a thought, are you protected?"

   "No lover, and I don't want to be."

   "Aren't you worried about becoming pregnant?"

   "Well yes, but we have a doctor to help, so it could be worse."

   "That's true, but you are only fourteen."

   "I know, but we have to grow to survive as a group.  All of the women
will have to have babies as soon as they are able."

   "I'm glad you're saying that, I couldn't."

   "I know, but do the maths; there are twenty four women, girls and baby
girls plus twelve men and boys.  Assuming all the men are fertile you will
each have at least two partners as we can't waste half our reproductive
pool."

   "Do you think the others will accept your maths Mandy?"

   "They'll have to, Rachel has already said that she wants to join you and
I, Rachel, come in and join us."

   "Don't I have a say in this?" I said; two voices replied in unison.

   "No!" Rachel then continued.  "I have brought in the warm water for
you." With that, Mandy rolled off me with a tugging sensation ripping hair
from our pubes.  It hurt me most as I had more to lose.  Rachel put down
the bowl and started to clean us both up.  The bowl of water quickly turned
red with blood.  Then she dried us with a towel.  Finally she leant forward
to kiss my cock.  "Will you take me now?  I'm at my most fertile."

   "Of course I will if I have Mandy's permission?"

   "Permission?  She's my joint wife you don't need my permission with
Rachel."

   "No but you are still my number one wife, if we are going to have
multiple marriages then we have to have some rules."

   "Ok lover, then yes I give you permission to make love to Rachel." I
drew Rachel down onto the bed and Mandy and I started to play with Rachel's
body.  My lips slid from her rosebud mouth to her nipples, as I played with
one in my mouth, my fingers played with the other.  We soon had her dancing
on the bed as we teased and tormented her body to rapturous delights.  I
moved further down the bed as Mandy took over playing with her tits.  I
found that box of delights, the magic grotto of delight.  I lashed her lips
with my tongue, gathering joy juice to delight my taste buds; I nibbled
gently on her clit.  We quickly brought her to orgasm; I moved back up the
bed and so Mandy grasped my cock and helped me to slide into Rachel's slit.
I slid into her tight young body and could feel her pussy grasping my cock.
I was soon ready to fill her with my seed.  Mandy realised I was about to
spurt so she slid her hand in between us and tweaked Rachel's clit, it sent
her off, taking me with it.  I was pumping my seed into her grasping young
body.

   "Oh Martin, give me your baby." That was it, I could hold back no
longer. My seed was pouring into her young body.  We lay there together. 
Mandy went to her pack and came back to the bed.

   "Rache, I have the tampon."

   "Oh thanks Mandy, that'll help me keep him where I want him to be." With
those words, she slid the tampon into her warm well-filled quim.  Then we
got up and dressed, I took my two wives down for breakfast.  Everyone had
gathered in the dining room, after we finished Mandy and Rachel looked at
each other and nodded.  They stood up and Mandy tapped her fork on the
glass.

   "Can I have your attention, Mac told me that something I had said, he
couldn't say.  Rachel and I did our maths and have concluded that each man
would have to have two wives, and the wives had a duty to have babies.  The
men's duty is to feed us.  Rache and I have already staked our claim on
Mac; he is now our husband, if anyone else wants to join us then we have to
agree that we can work together.  If you're fertile, you have a duty to
make babies.  Those three babies will become women two weeks after their
first period.  You might think I am too young to be saying things like
this. However last night and this morning Rachel and I had sex with Mac,
Rachel is at her mid point of her cycle and I am at my most fertile in the
next few days." With that, there was a hubbub amongst the women as Mandy
and Rachel led them out of the room.  The men looked at me.

   "What have you let loose?"

   "Me?  I had nothing to do with that, it was pure Mandy, I told her I
couldn't say that, and so she did."

   "Is it true what she says about two women to every man?"

   "Pretty well, if any man doesn't want to, or can't father children then
the other men will have more, but in the end it will be down to the women.
They will have the final say on who fathers their children.  If any man has
a problem with that, he will have to answer to me.  This is my farm and
Dusty can tell you what happened to the trooper who thought that I was just
a supply sergeant.  Dusty?"

   "That's right one of the troopers in easy company thought that Mac was a
supply officer, he didn't know that Mac had done his training and was a
full SAS trooper, even though he retained his royal logistics corps
flashes. That was so that the supply bods he was dealing with at HQ would
understand that he knew his business.  I for one would not try to argue
with him, he is a better man than I."

   "Right, to turn to something different, Duncan, can you go down to the
river in the bottom of the valley and try to sort out a hydro electric
scheme?"

   "Certainly boss, I'll need a couple of volunteers."

   "No problem, three men put their hands up and I gave them the keys to
the land rover and the tractor and then they left.  We already had two
volunteers at work in the cowshed and with the hens.  I sent Dusty off with
two troopers and our farm dog to try to find some flocks of sheep and herds
of pigs.  We would have a busy time.  Once the women came back, we would do
a run into Shrewsbury to raid the big supermarkets.  We probably had a
limited time to rescue the frozen and chilled foods, as they would have
limited back up power.  We might already be too late.  It would not be a
huge problem as we had cows already; we should be able to find sheep and
pigs to add to our meat supplies.  Vegetables we were already growing in
the fields and polytunnels and some were already waiting for harvest.  It
was lunchtime before Mandy returned and fetched me to join the women and
girls.

   "Mac, we have had a long session.  There are a couple of women who don't
want a relationship; however, they have accepted their duty to produce
children.  Dr Mary has said that she can utilise the techniques of
artificial insemination.  She will ask men to masturbate into syringes and
she will use them to inseminate those women.  Mary will only use the semen
from one man at a time so she can keep genealogical records for the future,
you and she will be the only ones to be able to access those records and
then when she has trained a couple of us teenagers in medicine we will also
have access to the records.  The rest of the women have decided that they
will be the ones to select their partners.  Will you act as the link man to
the men?"

   "Certainly I will, how do you want to work this?"

   "We will ask you to fetch a certain man, and then you and I will
introduce the couple.  They will then take it from there; if there are two
women then they will be introduced together to the man.  You are
responsible for the behaviour of the men, inasmuch as you are the boss."

   "Okay, when do we do this?"

   "We thought that tonight would be as good as anything.  We will prepare
a big meal this afternoon then after we have cleared away we will separate.
I have the list; the three of us will go through it this afternoon.  Then
you will fetch the man as we fetch the women and send them off.  We will
sort out rooms this afternoon."

   "What will happen if it appears that a man is infertile?"

   "Then Mary will resort to her magic syringe, it will be done so as not
to shame the man.  If she remains infertile after the magic syringe then
that is one of those things.  We did a vote on who would chose whom, and
who they thought should be with each girl, Rachel and I were elected as
counters as we weren't in the process.  We have allocated at least one
woman to every man, several men have more than one woman as you can
imagine. You, Dusty and the engineer were most popular; the teenage boy was
also high in the running.  However everyman and boy has a woman or girl."

   "Well I hope that everyone is happy after tonight."

   "So do we."

   "We have several hours before nightfall, I want to do a run into
Shrewsbury, there are a number of supermarkets I want to visit.  They have
deep freezes and back up power supplies.  I want to rescue whatever we
can." I radioed the men down by the river; they said they would come up and
join us.  We decided on an armoured convoy.  We took a fuel tanker and two
tractor units with the scimitar in the lead and the Saxon at the rear of
the convoy.  The armoured vehicles were surprisingly fast for their size
and weight.  We had field medical equipment in the Saxon and three of the
medics.  We had five of the SAS troopers.  We were soon at the Sainsbury
store; we broke in through the back and could hear the rumble of the
generator.  We checked that first and topped off its fuel, it had about
another days supply in its tank.  Then we got through to the freezer.  Its
warning lights showed that it was on stand by power.  Duncan had been
hitching our tractors to a couple of refrigerated trailers.  It would take
an hour to get them down to a temperature that would be safe to load the
frozen stocks.  We investigated the ambient storerooms.  They were a
treasure trove.  The women fell on the clothes and personal items.  It
didn't take long to stock up, and then it was tinned and dry goods.  The
yeast and flour were very welcome sights.  Seeing the makings for bread
made me think about the ovens they had in the store bakery.  Duncan fetched
his toolkit and we soon had an industrial oven disconnected and ready to
move.  I fetched a set of pans and trays, along with all the mixing
equipment to enable us to make bread and other baked goods.  Finally it was
time to load the freezer Lorries.  Dusty and one of the troopers were
whizzing back and forth with forklift trucks.  I was identifying the
pallets to load.  I was pleased to find a number of pallets of pre made
bread dough; all it would need was to be thawed, allowed to rise and then
baked, there were tens of thousands of the wrapped slugs of dough on each
pallet.  I counted the number of packs I could see on each length and
multiplied, the figure was over three thousand per pallet.  I looked at the
best before dates; they would last for the next ten years so I said to take
every pallet.  The one lorry was three quarters full of the dough before we
started on the frozen vegetables and meat.  I selected the best meat.  Once
our Lorries were full, we left them with an armed guard and did a tour of
the other supermarkets with a tanker and the scimitar.  We checked all of
the stand by equipment, The new Tesco store was still powered so we topped
up their generator, they didn't need so much as the new store had been
built with solar power already.  We headed back to the farm, as we went
Duncan talked about converting a barn into a deep freeze, he said that he
knew how to do it and that he could cannibalise a couple of freezer lorries
to provide the cooling.

   When we got back we hooked the freezer units up to our fuel supplies so
that they wouldn't need to be refuelled.  Our second task was connecting
the oven to our generating plant.  We had fresh bread with our dinner. 
That was such a joy, something so simple had left such a big hole by its
absence.  As we sat around the lounge Mandy and Rachel called everyone's
attention.

   "Ok people, we have been deputised to perform the introductions.  Mac,
can you look after the babies for the time being?"

   "Ok love." I moved over to where the carrycots were and relieved the
mothers.

   "To continue, will the women please go to the rooms we decided on
earlier." There was a general departure, I was left with the men, and boys,
the pre teen girl went along with Mandy and Rachel.  Mandy and Rachel then
turned to the men, Mandy was the spokeswoman.

   "Ok, today the girls made their choices.  There are two older women who
don't want a relationship at this time; they are however aware of their
responsibility for the growth of this community so they will be
artificially inseminated to see if they are still fertile.  The rest have
made their choices.  All of you have been selected as a bed partner. 
Rachel, Becky and I will take you to your partners.  What happens then is
between you." With that, they led all the men and the teenage boy off to
their new partners.  I waited for Mandy and Rachel to return.  I was
surprised when I saw Becky was with them.  The two women who didn't want
partners returned with them to take over the babies from my care.

   "Mac, Becky wants to join Rachel and me as your partner; she has not had
her first menses yet and so is not yet ready to be made a woman.  She and
Rache have accepted that I am the lead wife, and that I am in charge of the
wives.  Will you accept her as a partner?"

   "If that is what you all want, then certainly I will."

   "In which case Becky, will you come to bed with us all?" we moved up to
my bedroom, the little minxes had been busy and there was a second bed tied
to the original king-size bed.  Mandy turned to me.

   "Martin that is Becky's bed.  If she wants to play with you and us; then
she will join us in the big bed.  The little bed is to remind her of her
status as a girl.  When she has her first period and her first sex with you
then the single bed will be removed and she will join us in the main bed."
The girls rapidly stripped off their dresses to reveal their uncovered
bodies.  Both Rachel and Becky had multiple bruises all over their bodies;
I didn't need a degree to work out where they had come from

   The next few weeks were spent installing the extra electricity
generators, converting the barn and driving around all the local
supermarkets keeping their standby facilities working until we could bring
back the frozen foods into our stores.  Finally, we were done; there was a
line of poles coming up from the dam and turbines.  New cables were hanging
from them.  They led into the barn where the gas-powered generator had been
thumping away since the great death.  I was asked to throw the switch to
allow the farm to start using our hydro electricity.  Lights flashed and
settled, the heavy thump of the generator quietened down and then idled
without its load.  After 30 minutes, I allowed the automatic switchgear to
turn it off.  The silence was amazing.  All we could hear were the animals
in the fields and barns and our own voices.  One by one, we all fell
silent. Suddenly I started laughing.  Mandy looked at me in pure amazement.

   "What's wrong Mac?"

   "My parents tried to get permission to install a hydro electric scheme
here for years, and every time they were turned down by the planners at
Shire Hall in Shrewsbury.  Now we have it and the planners are nowhere to
be found.  Look even the horses are looking around in surprise.  They were
a welcome addition to our farm.  We had been down to Acton Scott historic
farm and collected all the horses and horse drawn equipment.  Duncan had
dismantled the forge and brought all the farriers equipment; that was
another skill we would need to learn.  It might be that we could get enough
steam tractors and the fuel to run them but if not, and if our supplies of
fuel for the tractors dried up and we weren't successful in producing our
own rape seed oil and getting tractors to run on it; then we would need the
draft horses for ploughing etc.  Through the winter, we built new stables
and barns for our horses and their equipment.  We had our first pregnancies
confirmed; now that was a nice present.  Rachel was one of the mums to be.
Mandy still was waiting for her pregnancy.  It was at midnight on Christmas
morning that Dr Mary made the announcements.

   "Happy Christmas everyone, the clock has struck midnight and I have some
happy news.  Anna, Sally and young Rachel are now all mums in waiting.  I
trust that many more of you will become parents in waiting over the next
few months."

   With that announcement, I opened several bottles of champagne that I had
on ice, Mary had told me the good news earlier in the week and we had
agreed on the timing for the announcement.  We were still in shock as a
community.  We had finally tracked back on the available information about
the disease.  It had been developed by a terrorist cell but their
facilities weren't secure and it had escaped into the wild as it were,
before they had developed an antidote.  It was short lasting but deadly. 
We had set up a short wave radio station and had talked with a dozen groups
similar to our own throughout the world.  We knew of less than a thousand
people, there were certainly more but they didn't have access to a radio.
We had decided in spring to send out a party around England, there had to
be more people and we had the facilities to bring them back to.  "Macs
farm" had expanded as our couples had spread into the neighbouring
farmhouses.  Duncan had disconnected them from what had been the national
grid and connected them to our hydroelectric plant.  I had found my fathers
plans for his own scheme that had foundered on the altar of natural beauty
and the local planning committee.  He had secretly put footings under the
river and into the valley side to build his own fifteen-foot high dam about
twenty feet below where Duncan had put his little barrage.  Duncan had
therefore set to and built a new dam.  We had the capacity to generate for
ten times our current population and we had scoured the hills above the dam
making sure that our water supply was pure and clean.  All our sheep and
cattle were kept below the dam so they wouldn't pollute the streams that
flowed down the hills and into our dam.

   Summer came and our new babies were born and more mums to be were
pregnant, Mandy was one of them.  Rache had a baby girl and looked cute
breastfeeding her.  It was a time of growth, and then Mandy and Rache came
to me with Becky.  Mandy acted as spokeswoman.

   "Mac, you may have been aware that Becky had her first menses ten days
ago, she has decided that it is time for you to make her a fully fledged
woman.  Dr Mary has confirmed that although she is only eleven she is
physically able to bear children safely; this is being done at Becky's
request.  Will you fulfil her desires?"

   "Becky is this really and truly your desire, knowing that at any time in
the future you could become pregnant?"

   "Oh yes Mac, I have been waiting for this day ever since you brought me
to this farm.  I saw what happened in Liverpool, I know that if you hadn't
rescued us I would have been raped within a few days.  So please will you
fuck me?"

   "I won't fuck you Becky, but I will make love to you.  Mandy, Rache,
will you help me to prepare Becky?"

   "We're ahead of you, everything is ready for Becky, we will bring her to
our bedroom tonight at eight.  Mandy will prepare Becky and I will prepare
you." With that, Mandy and Becky went out of the room and up to our
bathroom, Rache came and sat on my lap.

   "I can see you are worried, is it about Becky?"

   "Yeah, I just don't want to hurt her, and she is so young."

   "Mac, what did you rescue us from?  A gang of murdering sadists, we both
saw a number of people murdered at the stake, some up close and personal,
others on a TV monitor.  From Becky's point of view, the worst one was of a
thirteen-year-old virgin girl.  Her cherry was busted by a large dildo,
laced with strips of glass, which cut her up inside, then she was raped in
all three holes, had needles stuck into her boobs and clit, she had her
arms and legs broken and was then raped again, it was that which finally
killed her.  Dr Mary told us that it was internal bleeding from the cuts in
her pussy and bum, and all the broken bones that killed her, well it was a
toss up between that and the sheer agony the girl was in.  we both still
hear her screams in our dreams.  Do you really think you can hurt her?"

   "Well given what you have just told me; no.  I had wondered what you
guys had experienced; I guessed it had been very bad by what we found with
that guy hanging on the stake."

   "Twelve of us were killed, the youngest was the thirteen year old, the
oldest was in his forties.  What they did was take six of us out at a time,
tie us to the stakes, then we threw dice, the lowest score was the victim
until he or she died, sometimes they would die the same night, other times
they would last for several days.  It was horrible, one part of you was
hoping they would last a long time, the other part was hoping their agony
would soon be over." The tears were streaming down her face as she
remembered her bad times.  I sat there with my wife on my lap, trying to
comfort her.  Finally, she was able to gulp, and then look up at me.  I
lifted her head with my hand under her chin, kissed her eyes and then
gently on her lips.

   "Any time you need to talk, then you come to me."

   "Thanks Mac, now let's get you ready for your young wife." We walked
through to the downstairs bathroom.  The girls had evidently prepared it in
advance as my wash kit was there.  I stood there as Rachel smeared a cream
over my body and face, carefully avoiding my moustache and sideburns.  Five
minutes later, she wiped away my body hair.  Then she carefully washed my
smooth hairless body in the shower.  I was shocked at my appearance in the
mirror.  The last time I had been a bare skin was when I was about twelve.
She took the electric hair trimmer and trimmed my hair; that needed a
second trip under the shower to remove the loose hairs.  Rachel then left
me to fetch our meal; it was a simple, a light egg and ham salad.  We
played with our meal, I fed her and she fed me, as she did I thought about
Newlynne, her baby daughter.  Newlynne had been the first baby born to our
community.  Newlyn was a Celtic boys name meaning new beginning, new
spring. She was our new beginning so she deserved her name.

   "What's happened to Newlynne?"

   "Anna has taken her and is feeding her with her son, and if she runs dry
one of the other mums will help, it's the easiest way, Anna is in charge of
the nursery today." We moved from the table to the sofa and Rachel settled
on my lap.  We slowly kissed and I started to play with her well filled
boobs, I noticed milk starting to leak so I dove in and drank from my
beloveds well of plenty.  Squirts of warm sweet milk filled my mouth.  I
dropped my hands to encompass her pussy.  I soon had her writhing on my
lap.

   "Oh Martin, I want you to fill me but I must keep you for Becky." I
smiled and moved her from my lap and slid to the floor so that I could
attack her pussy with my mouth.  I delighted in the combination of her milk
and her pussy juice as I ate her to a massive orgasm.  Then I heard the
voice of Mandy.

   "Rache, Mac, you can come up now, we're ready." I helped Rache to her
wobbly feet.

   "Come on Rachel, Mandy says she's ready for us." Rachel gave me a weak
grin, then grabbed my arm and used me as a walking frame.  We got up stairs
and found Mandy standing outside our bedroom door, her slightly swollen
belly testifying to her condition.  She held up her hand and stopped us.

   "Martin, your wife is waiting for you to consummate her marriage to you,
will you take her and love her as an equal to Rachel and I, will you
support and protect her as long as you shall live?"

   I will Mandy I will, she pushed open the door to allow me to see my wife
waiting for me, dressed in a white sheer blouse, white miniskirt, white
knee length socks and white shoes.  Rache leant forward and whispered in my
ear.

   "I hope you like her outfit?  We picked it up the last time we did a run
into town."

   "Oh I do, I love it, she looks so virginal standing there all in white."
Mandy then continued.

   "Becky, your husband has made his vows, you just have to consummate the
relationship and you will become a joint wife with Rachel and I." With
that, Becky started to undo the buttons on her blouse and let the white
cotton slip down her arms and to the floor.  Her little tits were there on
display, small cones standing proud from her chest.  Then she undid the
hook and bar on the waistband of the skirt and pulled the zip down.  The
skirt continued down her thighs to puddle at her feet.  I could see the
light glistening on drops of joy juice collecting on the lips of her pussy.

   "Martin, I have come to you tonight to become a women, I have been
prepared by Mandy, I have been checked by the doctor and I am ready for
you, please take me and make me a woman.  I know you are worried about
hurting me; please don't be.  When I was a captive in Liverpool, I was
waiting day by day until I would be the one at the stake.  I saw one girl,
only a little older than me murdered.  You saved me from that and I now
offer you my body, to be your wife and a mother to your children." I walked
to her and swept her into my arms.  I crushed her to my nude body.

   "Becky, you will soon be fully my wife, I will fill you with my seed and
try to make it a marvellous time for you." I looked down at her upturned
face and kissed her.  Then lifted her into my arms and took her to my bed.
I laid her on the edge of the bed, her knees in line with the edge.  I
knelt between her legs and removed her white shoes.  I could smell her
aroused pussy and I bent my head to feast at the horn of pleasure.  I
nibbled her clit and swiped my tongue between her lips.  I caressed her
cotton-clad legs as I feasted on her fresh young pussy.  I lifted her feet
onto the edge of the bed I soon had her dancing on the bed, her hips
swinging as I teased and tormented her young pussy.  As she reached her
first orgasm, I gently nipped her clit between lip-covered teeth.  I could
see Mandy and Rache playing with her nipples as we brought her to a series
of crashing orgasms.  I knelt up and Mandy guided my cock into Becky's
welcoming pussy.  I could feel her cherry blocking the way and as Mandy and
Rache nibbled on her nipples and I pinched Becky's clit, she erupted in
pleasure and I drove my cock home.  I could feel the membrane tear as my
helmet pierced her body.  Then I was fully socketed in her young body.  I
could feel waves of her pleasure running up and down her pussy as I stayed
still, buried to the hilt.  Finally she started to move her body.  It
wasn't long before I was screaming out my pleasure as my orgasm started
shooting ropes of semen deep within her body.  As I looked down I could see
the evidence of her burst cherry, blood frothing around my cock, mixed with
the creamy white of my semen.  Millions of tiny wrigglers trying to fill my
newest wife.  My orgasm took her over the edge and she arched her body with
only her heels and shoulders on the bed.  I could feel her muscles spasming
in joy before her body slumped back onto the bed.  Her pussy squirted my
shrinking cock from within her body.  There was blood and cum spread over
our groins.  Mandy gently moved me away from my new wife's pussy and
started to clean me of blood and cum as Rache cleaned my paramour.  I then
lifted Becky fully onto the bed and laid her down and then I joined her. 
Mandy and Rache spooned up against us.  It was several minutes before Becky
opened her eyes.

   "Oh wow, is it always that good?"

   Mandy was first to answer.  "Sometimes yes and sometimes no, but this I
can tell you; Martin will always try to give you the most enjoyable ride of
your life." With that, we all dropped off to sleep.  During the night,
Becky wriggled around until she was lying on me.  I woke enough to feel her
pussy sliding over my cock; I reached down and held my cock to allow her
pussy to impale itself on me.  Her eyes closed with me firmly implanted
deep within her pussy.  Mandy and Rache moved in against us and cuddled up
to us.  A large pile of hot bodies, all gently sleeping together.

   I was woken by Becky deciding that she wanted to exercise her newfound
pussy muscles; she soon had me at full stretch as waves of pressure swept
from her pussy lips to her cervix.

   "Morning Becky, are you feeling ok this morning?"

   "Oh yes husband, I feel so full of your pleasure machine." With that,
she started to wriggle and move, her legs folded beneath her and she moved
to a squatting position.  Rachel and Mandy were soon wide awake and were
joining in.  Rachel moved across my face and lowered her pussy to my lips.
As Becky slowly fucked me, I started to eat Rachel.  I slid a couple of
fingers into her pussy.  I reached in to torment her G spot, oh how she
reacted to my attentions.  My two fingers were sliding easily into her box
of delights.  I allowed my other two fingers to move into her entry.  There
was a grunt as my four fingers stretched there way into her pussy.  She
dropped down until my thumb was in contact with her pubes, wriggling around
on her nub.  As my thumb cleared the nub, my tongue slid in to replace it.
Rachel was thrusting her pelvis down hard onto my fourfinger spike.  On the
next outstroke, I brought my thumb into the palm of my hand and waited to
see what would happen as she fucked down onto my fingers.  She thrust down
and my hand slid through her labia and fully into her pussy; I could feel
her pussy crushing my wrist as it fought against her labia for admission. I
was able to caress her cervix with the backs of my fingers as she thrust
and wriggled on my fist.  I moved her body so that my lips could restart
the nibbling on her clit.  She came with a scream of delight, her pussy
clamping down around my wrist.  I felt her slump down around me.  I had to
bring my other hand into play to lift her off my face.

   "Mandy, Mandy, can you help me get Rache off me, she's crushing me." I
heard a giggle in reply and then the weight of my wife was lifted off my
face; I slid my hand out of her pussy.  Rache was then laid down beside me
and Mandy moved in to clean my face.

   "Ooh that's tasty, you really had her going then, look, she's spark
out." I looked across and saw Rachel laying there, her hair in rats' tails
from her sweat.  I saw her eyes flicker.

   "Hello Rache, are you with us yet?" Rache shuddered and smiled softly.

   "Yeah, I'm just about back, thanks Mac, that was the most amazing cum of
my life." Becky leant forward and kissed Rachel, then she sat back up and
started to ride me again.  I brought my hands down to her waist, caressed
her body from her hips to her little cones with one hand as I played with
her clit with the other.  I could see her taut belly moving as my cock
thrust home.  I could feel the very ridges of her pussy as she rose up and
dropped back on my pole.  She was first to orgasm, and that brought me off.
She slumped forward on my body, her little tits boring into my chest.  I
moved my hands to her back, sliding them on the sweat raised by her
exertion.  I kissed her sweet lips.

   "I think we should be getting up now, we have the rest of the world to
greet, and more importantly the cows need milking." Mandy answered me.

   "It's alright Martin, Dusty has taken over for this morning, we told him
what was happening last night, and he said to tell you.  Lucky dog!" I
grinned at the words of my second in command.  "If you look at the clock
you'll see that the cows should have been milked an hour ago."

   "Well I have just milked Mac, he's filled me full to overflowing, look."
We looked and we could see the evidence of our lovemaking, a creamy pink
froth around the junction of our bodies.  She raised up off me, my rapidly
deflating cock sliding out of her tight hot pussy, quickly followed by my
cum and her blood.  Mandy took her and laid her down to feast on her
virgins cocktail.  I moved round and joined my wife.

   "Let me have a taste." I dove in and feasted on my newest wife's body. I
looked down and smiled.  Becky noticed and asked.

   "What's so funny?"

   "When I was at school, those," pointing at her white socks, "were called
virgin socks, we boys joked that when a girl graduated from socks to tights
was when a girl had graduated to be a women.  I still love seeing girls in
white socks though" I jumped when I heard a quiet knock on the door; Mandy
was evidently expecting it as she responded.

   "Come in." before I had a chance to cover up Dr Mary came in wheeling a
trolley.

   "I'm here for two reasons, one, I have your breakfasts here, and second
I need to check that Becky is alright."

   "I'm fine Dr Mary, in fact I'm better than fine, I feel absolutely
fabulous." We all smiled at the catch phrase from a TV program from before
the great death.

   "I still need to check you out, you are a small girl and you have just
made love to what I can see is a large man."

   "Ok Dr Mary." I moved out of the bed and through to the bathroom.  I
slipped into the shower and started to cleanse myself.  I was soon
interrupted by Dr Mary.

   "Keep washing Martin, I just want to report on your latest wife.  I have
checked her out, where her hymen tore has already started healing, another
couple of days and she will be able to have pain free sex.  You must have
got her very excited, as there is no other damage to her vagina, I have to
admit that I was surprised by that as I had previously noted that you were
well endowed and I was sure that you would cause at the very least some
tearing.  I'm very pleased that you didn't."

   "I didn't want to hurt her at all, she just said that compared to what
she was facing in Liverpool the busting of her cherry was nothing."

   "Well yes Martin, that is true, what we saw, was truly terrifying for
me, let alone someone as young as Becky.  They took great delight in
showing us what they intended to use on us.  An oversized dildo with broken
glass set into the surface was probably the most frightening device.  She
saw that one used on a thirteen-year-old girl.  They also used various oils
to increase the pain levels."

   "Well I can only say that I'm glad we killed them all."

   "So were we, we just knew that we were on a short list for torture and
death.  We had started to try and plan a get away; we knew we had nothing
to lose.  We had made a garrotte out of wire, which was what we used on the
biker in the hut, though instead of his neck we lassoed his cock and balls,
we managed to amputate them, that's why he bled to death."

   "A fitting end to him."

   "Oh yes." We went back into the bedroom and I rejoined Becky, Rachel and
Mandy, whilst Dr Mary left us to breakfast, Mandy had already put out our
food and we sat there eating our breakfasts.  As we finished Mandy turned
to Becky.

   "Now then young lady, your jobs for the day have been shared out, all
you have to do is stay with Martin and learn your duties as a wife." With
that, she gave me a big wink and moved into the bathroom with Rachel.  I
leaned over and drew Becky into a hug.  We kissed as I lifted Becky from
her seat and carried her back to the bed.  We lay together and kissed, my
hand was gainfully employed playing with her little tits as our tongues
fought each other.  I slowly slid my cock into her welcoming pussy; she
winced slightly as I slid over the torn edges of her hymen.  Then it was
slow release passion as I slid in and out of her welcoming depths.  I could
feel the helmet of my cock tapping on her cervix; it wasn't long until we
were both reaching for the pinnacle of our pleasure.

   "I'm cumming Becky." With that I jammed home into her pussy and started
to pump her full of cum.  Her body reached release and she spasmed, her
pussy was trying to milk me dry as her orgasm rushed over her.  I slumped
down onto her lithe young body; her hands stroked my streaming wet back as
I held her cheeks in my hands and kissed her.  We lay there for a few
minutes closely entwined in our post orgasmic bliss.  My cock retracted and
fell out of her young pussy and I rolled off her.  She reached round and
grabbed a pillow, arched her back and stuffed it under her back.

   "What are you trying to do?"

   "Well I spoke with Dr Mary and she told me that today is the probable
start of my fertile period.  She also said that I am big enough down there
to deliver a baby and so I want to give your sperm every chance of meeting
the egg that should have been released as I didn't start to take the pill."


   "Are you sure about this, it's a big step for one as young as you."

   "Dr Mary thinks it's safe for me and I want a baby, we need as many
children as we can get to have a proper community."

   "Well that's all right then darling, do Mandy and Rachel know?"

   "Oh yes, we talked about it yesterday afternoon."

   "Ok my darling, so long as we all know." With that, I kissed her, her
eyes were closing so I lay beside her, gently playing with her young boobs
as I lay thinking.

   I spent a long lazy day with my newest wife, Mandy and Rachel popped in
and out to enjoy our times together.  I was able to think and plan, Coal
would be a problem unless we reopened some of the Shropshire mines. 
However we had plenty of land to grow a coppiced plantation.  If we grew
ash trees we would have both structural timber and firewood in a renewable
resource.  We were creating a defensive position on the hill tops above the
farm and we had destroyed long sections of the local main roads to make
sure that we couldn't be easily overrun.

   We had a small community, which had already started to develop
technology for our use, we were short-circuiting our fore-fathers and
building new equipment to go with our tractors, we had the technology to
make new tractors, we had our own electricity generating plants.  Our home
area was fully defended and we had detectors out beyond our furthest
fields. Dusty was planning to take a patrol out to try and find more people
to join us.  All in all we were set up for our future as our wives started
their new families.

   The end or is it just the beginning.

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