Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale

Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale, Chapter Thirty Two

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Content warning. Drugs, abuse, and rape

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I was tossed into a cage by one of the Murder Baller raiders, my blood running cold with the sound of cheering. Fortunately they didn't take anything from me, but the situation was still fucked all the same.

There were three other cages in the room with me, each with a single pony inside. One had a raider mare who looked like she danced in aside for the fun of it. Another had a very thin stallion who had a dead stair, and the last was a rather confused looking deer…

"Wait, the fuck is a dear doing here?" I blurted out.

The deer then gave a relaxed laugh. "Why are any of us here my mare? It's like water, and the world is a river."

The raider mare groaned loudly. "Now the brain fried deer is going to prattle not stop for hours." She then glares at me, eyes twitching. "We're all here to join the big shots, and get the good shit… well not the deer, I think he just mistaken the word join for joint. And you?"

"Broke a Murder Ballers leg." I said flatly.

She let out a laugh. "Nice, then you're halfway there already, seen that they didn't rape ya to death. Seen that the Murder dicks are stallions only, and the fucking Smiles keep their numbers at 42, who's you going to join. Smelters or Bailfire Fiends. I aim to join the Smelters, fun with fire and all."

I let out a huff. "Not aiming to join shit, but I figure it will be the Fiends. The Smelters… let's just say, that would be a really bad idea."

"Creepy fucks." The raider stallion said. "But if you've pissed off the Smelters, might as well go with the bitch brigade."

The raider mare laughed again. "At least it's not the Corps Dancers, those fucks fuck the dead all the time for fuck sakes." She then turned to me. "So who's your crew?"

I paused for a moment then sighed, sticking to the story. "Corps Dancers."

The raider mare cringed. "Oh… well there's nothing wrong with a little necrophilia."

"I never fucked a corps!" I said sternly.

She shrugged. "Ya whatever corps fucker. Best to get ready, the game is starting."

I face hoofed. "Please don't tell me we're at the other arena."

The stallion spoke up this time. "Best game to not be a part of. This is a true raider game, for raiders, by raiders. So don't die too fast."

The mare laughed. "Ya, we're not here to impress that bitch Onyx, we're here to be the real deal!"

"Survive three obstacles, and then fight in the arena. Who ever impresses the Bosses the most wins." The stallion explained.

I then sighed. "And no way to back out?"

They both laughed, which I took as a no.

Speakers then blared, and the crowd outside cheered. "Hay all of you fucking degenerates, you want to see another Raiders Game!" Once more my blood ran cold at the sound of Pink Haze's high pitched voice, fallowed by a murderous cheer.

"Good, I love a crowd with bloodlust in them." She squeaked. The more I heard Pink Haze's voice the younger she sounded, yet not foal young. More like Angles voice. "Now you all know the rules, but I'm obligated by the rule of exposition to explain. Our four contestants must clear three challenges then fight each other to the DEATH!"

Again the crowd cheered. "And this time the price is a juicy one. As it turns out, a member of the Murder Ballers made an embarrassment of himself, so now he is Spine Brakers personal kicking bag. So now theirs an opening for his team, isn't that just fucking peachy!"

The crowd didn't stop cheering, though I could tell, it was mainly just the stallions making the noise. "Oh I know you funkily dicks like to join the teen. Be just like my dear old dad when he was a Murder Baller, doing whatever ya want. Like fucking me until I became too old for my father, and he turned to my sisters. Well I decided to have my own fun with him. Oh I never have seen so much red in my life before, and painting the walls with his blood was just so much… fun." Now the crowd was dead silent, the mood likely even too dark for even raiders.

Pink Haze quickly turned up the sickly cheer. "Now onto the games! And the challenges! Firstly we have the hop, skip, and kaboom! Where our little fuckheads must avoided all the explosive traps to get to the other side. Next is the ghoul tago, where they must tangle with… ghouls. And lastly, is the shocker cage! Oh I love the shocker cage. It's so shocking."

The crowd then began stamping their hooves in unison, creating a rhythm.

"Three… Twoo…" the cages then opened. "OH FOR FUCK SAKES, YOU RUIND THE TIMEIMG!"

The four of us hopped out and entered an open area with four lines for us to follow. There was no separation, other than some barbed wire. Ahead of me was a mess of wire and obvious pressure traps.

*BANG!* a gunshot exploded near my hooves, the dirt peppering into my legs.

I looked to see where the shot came from and saw Pink Haze holding a massive pipe rifle that was splattered in pink paint. "Almost forgot, if any of you pussy out, or you get boring, we shoot you!" She told us with a wink.

Facing the first challenge, I took a deep breath and did my best to trot over the wires. The raider mare was already ahead of me, and I saw her look back at me smirking. She kicked an apple shaped grenade at me. The explosive landing near my hooves. Responding fast, I kicked it back.

The thing went high into the air, and exploded.

I was about to curse the mare out when I saw several grenades detach from their wires all over.

"Oh no! We made some of the traps super sensitive, you better get running… fast!" Pink Haze mocked us.

I jumped into a gallop, just like the others, not caring about tripping the other explosives. The feeling of snapping wires and the sound of clicking traps came with every hoof fall. Then came the explosion, one after another, getting closer and closer.

Jumping, I made it into the next room, heat at my flank.

"Annd damn, you all survived." Pink Haze announced, which was followed by a growler. "How the fuck did he get out, get that dear and skin him."

We all turned to see the burnt out dear somehow on the wrong side of a fence, and free.

"Oh, Groovy!" The dear said before bounding away. Raiders attempted to catch him by throwing themselves at the buck, but the dear was too agile for them. Before I even had to truly process what just happened, the dear was long gone.

An embarrassed sounding Pink Haze then continued. "And now we have three contestants, with how the deer got vaporized, wow that was bloody. I mean nothing left, yep just gone… well next up is a good old fashioned ghoul tango. Can they survive, or will we see blood!"

Across from us were several cages filled with feral ghouls, at least three for each of us. Pulling out my bear trap, I quickly opened it and pushed it far in front of me.

The cages then opened and the feral ghouls rushed out. And with a snap, one of the ghouls had one of their legs destroyed. The downed ghoul caused the other two to fall over, giving me precise time. Drawing a pipe revolver, I took aim and fired.

After the fifth shot I finally scored a headshot, taking out a ghoul as it got up. Then the second charged me, and in a panic, smashed the pipe revolver into its face. Something then came loose, and the gun fell apart.

The feral ghoul then bit down onto my fetlock, causing pain and drawing blood. With my free hoof, I began hitting it repeatedly, just hoping it would not break my bone. Then I heard a crack, and my hoof went through the skull, and I could feel it's sick and gooey, rotten brain. Freed, I tossed the ghoul off me, and turned to the last one.

The thing was crawling to me, the bear trap still on its leg. Limping over to it, I reared up, and with my already gore covered leg, stomped down on its head.

If I had not taken out the other two, I would have been dead soon after the one ghoul bit onto me.

"Now that's some good violence!" Pink Haze announced.

I looked over to see the other two raiders still alive. The ghouls around them in gorey bits. The stallion had blood soaked spiked hoof shoes on. The mare held a long stick that curved at the end, its end having a blade screwed onto it.

Pink Haze then giggled. "Now for round three. So get moving contestants, or we will shoot you." The doors on the other end opened up, and we quickly moved on.

We came to a strange room, it was covered in wire fencing. Walls, floors, and even above us. Platform's dotted the room all the way to the doors at the end.

"And here is my favorit, the shocker room!" Pink Haze said with pride. "When digging up this miserable dump, we found an arcano-tech generator. Now none of us know how any of that braminshit mumbo jumbo works, but we know if you attach a fence to it, it frys shit up good. So good you can't even piss on that electric fence. As for our contestants, all they need to do is get to the other side. That's all!"

The raiders watching began stomping their hooves in rhythmic unison again, making me nervous beyond belief.

Then the stallion jumped, landing on a platform with ease. A second later, he dropped. The sound of his screams and the crackling of electricity almost made me puke. Then came the smell of burnt fur and flesh, and I had to throw off my mask to let whatever I had in me come out violently.

"Oh somepony has a weak stomach, well at least you know that not all platforms are safe." She then laughed sadistically. "Have fun with that."

Quietly I whispered. "Will-o-Wisp, help me."

The little blue flame appeared, and excitedly danced before flying to a platform. Looking up I saw Pink Haze aiming her rifle at me, smiling wide. Quickly I jumped to the first platform, nearly slipping, but finding solid ground. Relief washed over me as I took a deep breath. I was almost out of this, I just needed to be careful.

Following Will-o-wisp, I safely made it to three more platforms. With a cheer from the crowd, Pink Haze then spoke up. "Close call there, any closer and we'd have two fried ponies." I looked to my side and saw the raider mare holding onto a platform for dear life, the tip of her tail on fire.

Returning to my task at hoof, I made it across to the last platform, where Will-o-Wisp had become frantic. Just like with the stairs, it was clearly warning me to not take the jump. Then I remembered what the guard told me, so I waited.

With a thud, the raider mare landed on a platform near me, the tip of her tail still on fire. "Oh, chickening out so soon. Whatever, I'll be waiting for you in the arena."

She then jumped, landing solid onto a platform. The platform then collapsed under her and a venerated pointed pipe pierced through the middle and into the raider. Her eyes went wide with shock as she let out a gurgle of pure pain. Blood quickly drained from the mare and covered the platform as it raced to flow over the edge.

Will-o-Wisp then floated over the mare and I sighed. Using the soon to be dead mare as a platform, I made it to the end of this room.

Pink Haze's laughter became even more unhinged. "And now there is only one! But it's not over, not at all. One last show for you all!"

I trotted to the next room, finding myself in a crude, but intimidating arena. Unlike the one Onyx ran, this one was decorated with corpses and raider totems. Raiders were everywhere in the stands, far more excited to be here then the other arena.

I could see the raider bosses high up, watching. Bandsaw, Branding, Pink Haze, and Spine Breaker. Fortunately it looked like both Bandsaw and Branding were quite drunk, so they might not recognize me. I hope so.

Pink Haze then began to speak again. "Now for the final show, to prove that this pony has the right to join the Murder Ballers! But first, bring out the appetizer!"

A door was opened and the Celestia damned bastard I brat was shoved out. He was already beaten to tartarus and back, and had a leg missing, but still stood, and looked pissed. "Thi-sh ish yar falt." He spoke through a broken jaw.

I didn't waste time and charged him, this asshole was why I was here in the first place. And before he could defend himself, spun and bucked at his other leg. With a loud crack, he fell over screaming, it bending in a painful direction. He swiped at me, so I stomped on his shoulder, then the other one just to make sure he couldn't try anything.

Now that there was no way he could fight back, I trotted away, not wanting any more sick on my hooves. The raider deserved worse, but I didn't want to be like them.

The crowd hooted and hollered as the rithmickly stomped and clapped. I hated that they were cheering for me, for the violence.

"OH YAAAAAA! Gotta love a merciless beating." Pink Haze cheered, and then a gunshot went off, followed by more cheering from the raiders. Looking back Pink Haze had killed the raider I beat, his brain splattered across the floor. "And you hear that, everypony loves it! Really gets the blood flowing. I almost want her as one of my Smiles, but there are already forty two of us, and forty three would wreck the vibe. How about you two bitches?"

Over the speakers Branding drunkenly burped and said, "fuck off cunt!"

The slightly less drunk Bandsaw spoke, her eyes burning into me. "Actually, I laid claim to this one a while back." My blood ran cold as she smiled and waved at me. "Hello Lottery. Good to see you again."

"Uh oh, looks like the Bailfire Fiends have taken an interest in this pony. What say you Spine Beaker?" Pink Haze asked.

The mountain of a pony sneered at Bandsaw. "A mare's place is for making new warriors. If she proves herself strong, then I may have a use for her."

Bandsaw then laughed. "Why not test her out yourself, if you like her, keep her, if not, she's ours. Maybe make your dear old mama proud by taking a mare that's not some chemed out slut for ones. I mean our girls had whispered to me that she was involved in Short Fuse's fuckup, and made a real fool of the Smelters."

Short Fuse then spat up her drink. "What! Wait, it is that fucking bitch! Oh I want her now!"

Spine Breaker stood up. "Too late burnt face, I'm taking the emissary up on her offer. I can see that she has a strong body, so this may prove fun."

The boss of the Smelters then sat back and smirked. "Ya know what, fuck it, shes not worth being sacrificed to the fires. Anyways, having her fight you will be far more entertaining."

Another chuckle came from Bandsaw, "Then it's a deal, if you like her she's yours. But she will still need to be taken to Mother Madam for a proper education after you're done with her."

Spine Breaker snorted in annoyance. "Fine, but make sure to tell my mother she's a cunt, emissary."

Bandsaw just smiled and gave Pink Haze a nod.

All the other raiders cheered ferociously.

"Well, well, well. Ain't this a surprise." Pink Haze spoke eerily softly. "We were going to have our new friend fight a Murder Baller to test her iron, but cange of plans." Spine Breaker came crashing down into the arena, shaking the ground from under me. "She will fight Boss, Spine Breaker!"

The massive raider smiled at me with yellow teeth. "Show me your strength! If you disappoint me, you might die." Spine Breaker growled.

I jumped back as a meaty hoof swung at me, the air pressure alone sending dust up and into one of my eyes. I managed to clear that eye just in time to see a hammer hoof strike coming for me, and I again jumped out of the way.

Again the ground shook, but I managed to keep a strong hoof hold on the ground, and reared back for a buck. Pain then trailed up my leg as I connected with his leg. "Fuck, what are you made out of!?"

With another smile, Spine Breaker stood on his back legs to flex. He was covered in what looked like a thick armor of mussels. It was so disgusting that it came back around to be impressive. "Strength is everything, it even stops bullets."

"FUCK!" I huffed out loudly as he then continued his attack, throwing his body at me this time. I manage to only get knocked away, nearly avoiding being crushed under his muscles, the hit knocking the wind out of me.

He then quickly got up and charged, the ground shaking with each powerful step towards me. I would be a smear if he got me, so I charged forward myself, it was the only way to get under his attack.

I dashed and leaping to the side, I just narrowly avoided his tackle, he then hitting the ground with a loud thud. Taking the opportunity, I turned around and charged him before he could get up.

Jumping on Spine Brakers back, I grabbed Rime Frost from where ever it was, and logged the spike in his back. Everything then became quiet as blood trickled from his quickly freezing wound.

The massive raider then thrashed, but I managed to hang on, until he kicked up with all his strength. The shear force of it was enough to dislodge Rime Frost and send me into the air, then back down to the ground.

Catching Rime in my mouth, I managed to land on al, four hooves, sending pain up my legs. But I was ready to counter attack, dropping my shotgun into my shaking hooves and aiming. But Spine Breaker had kicked up a dust cloud, blinding me from his position.

I was then hit from behind, knocking me to the ground as the cloud finally dissipated, next to me some junk from the arena, a bit of my blood on it. With Rime Frost nowhere near me, I picked up the junk to use it as a weapon as I looked around for the raider.

Spine Breaker then laughed from my side, the massive raider appearing from the dust cloud like a ghost. "I like you."

He rushed and I tossed the junk at him to buy me some time to find Rime Frost, but he didn't flinch, and was on me before I could go anywhere. Hitting me with the back end of his hoof, I was sent flying. Everything became a blur of pain as I violently rolled along the ground helplessly. Even when it stopped, my head still spun.

Trying to get up, I only slipped and fell, having what energy I had just knocked out of me.

"And she is out! A good show, a good show." Pink Haze announced. "And look at that, it seems that Spine Breaker has taken a liking to this firecracker. The show is not over yet!"

I wasn't given time to wonder what she meant by that as I was then tossed into the center of the arena. Sounds of hooting and hollering were all around me as my vision finally started to refocus. Looking around, my eyes then focused on Spine Breaker, and his large and very erect dick.

"You got strength, enough to be one of my mares." He said as he licked his lips. "And you penetrated me, so it's only fair I do the same to you."

Scrambling to get up, he lightly kicked me, sending me onto my back. With another step, he was on me, his heavy hoof pinning me to the ground. I beat at his hoof, but it was like trying to hit a steel beam. I was going nowhere.

To my horror, as he got closer, I saw two spiked piercings at the base of his cock. Spine Breaker then leaned in, and said into my ear. "Everypony will know you belong to me once I'm done with you."

I tried to close my legs, but he just forced me open, and then I felt it. The tip of his cock pressing into me, a cold ring that pierced it touching my skin, and it slowly spread me open. I clenched my teeth as he pushed inside me, all to the cheers of the other raiders, all watching me.

He was slow at first, I tried to calm down as I was violated. My mind going back to the Red Light, and how I used to do this all the time. But with a forceful thrust, I screamed in pain as he went into me all the way to the hilt. His spiked piercings dug into my flesh, cutting me. It was nothing like the Red Light, it was too painful and cruel.

"Take me all, my little whore." He grunted out as he began to more violently thrust into me. Sometimes all the way, forcing another screen out of me. My own body betrayed me as I began to spasm, making me want to puke, but my stomach was already dry.

It sickened me, but I felt relief when that familiar twitch was felt from Spine Breakers dick. With one last painful thrust, I screamed through clenched teeth. Hateful warmth filled, more than any creature had before. When he finally exited me, blood and semen mixed together as I layed limp on the ground.

"I expected you to work hard as one of us, and as one of my mare's." Spine Breaker said before addressing the crowd. "Behold the glory of the Murder Ballers! For through strength we will rule all, we will dominate all."

The raiders cheered and stommed, yelling for more, their rhythm of madness filling my head as I felt Spine Breaker flipped me over and grabbed my hips. Again I felt him enter me as I finally passed out to blackness.

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I didn't know how much time had passed, only that I had been dragged away, strapped down and had something done to me. Not rape, not yet, but it hurt all the same. Like I was being stabbed with needles on my abdomen. It burnt under my skin like fire itself. When it was over, they slathered it and the injury from Spine Breaker with something that burned terribly, amd injected me with something that made my mind fog.

After that I went in and out of consciousness, waking to only realize I was giving myself to Spine Breaker, only for my mind to fade again. It would eventuly stop, and things would go dark, letting me rest.

Mercifully I had no dreams, just cold peaceful darkness. But a tapping disturbing this peace. It would not stop, like a rhythmic drilling into my mind.

As my eyes opened, I saw the crooked smile of a raider I didn't want to see.

"Hello, Lottery." Bandsaw said to me, then tapped on a bar with a spiked brass hoof. "And like I said, you would come back to me."

I got up, only to bump into more bars. I was in a fucking cage. "Wh.., what's this?"

Bandsaw frowned. "It's what you get for trying to be a hero. It's what everypony gets for trying to be a hero." She then pointed off to the side.

Following her hoof, my eyes fell onto another cage, in it another mare. She simply laid down lifelessly, a clear bulge in her stomach.

"You know she was a real spirited mare, from what I heard." Bandsaw said with an amused tone. "Actually killed several of the Murder Ballers befor getting overwhelmed. Spine Breaker liked her so much, he kept her. That lovely spirit all broken now, her foal's potential likely to be wasted on being turned into a buck-addicted meathead."

The thought of this becoming my future left a taste of bile in my mouth. Turning to the raider mare, she was my only hope to get out of here. "What do you want from me?"

Her eyes went wide, and her grin became more twisted. "Yes, good, good. You understand the cards you hold, and that I have the power here. It's such a pain when a pony just spews hate and defiance from within a cage, while I hold the keys."

Bandsaw then pulled out a key. "Unlike the Murder Ballers, we Bailfire Fiends are both strong and smart. We recognize the true potential of a pony, not just stuff then full of buck and and send them out in a rage. We like to keep things subtle, use proxies, and control from behind the scenes." The key was then placed into the cage's lock. "What we want, is for you to… keep doing what you're doing."

With a click, the cage door creaked open. "Most of us have already moved out of this deathtrap. Even found good seats to watch the show."

I froze at her words. "Wait, you know, but how?"

The raider pulled me into her, giving me a kiss, then pushing me onto the floor. "Duke Pharynx the Fifth is not the only one who has honeypot traps all over this fucking part of the wasteland. Oh, we Bailfire Fiends have been doing this gig long before the fuckimg bombs dropped."

I wiped my lips and spat on the ground. "Okay, but why?"

"Why? That's the most simple thing ever. We want what Tripwire has. Simple... as... that."

"So just another power mad pony." I accused her.

Bandsaw just laughed at that statement. "Oh fuck yes, most definitely yes. You know how much easier life will be with perfectly obedient stallions tending to our every need and want. It's a paradise for us mares, and now it's so close at hoof."

Getting up, I finally realized how much pain I was in. Not just the bruises, but my insides and hips as well, even my abdomen was sore. Looking down I was shocked to see I was somewhat booted, cum still leaking from me. Taking a moment to puke and calm down, I then glared at Bandsaw. "And what makes you think I'll help you?"

The smile on Bandsaw's face dropped and she pulled out two mirrors. "Because you understand how horrible stallions are, and what they will do to us mares if given the chance. With how they leave their mark."

Looking at the mirrors, my injuries were healed, other than some bruising. Then one mirror was moved to my backside, and I gasped in horror. Right on, and going into my vagaina was a scar on both sides, made from the spiked piercings Spine Breaker had on his dick.

"You see that. They treated you with a healing salve over a healing potion. Works slow, but still effective. It also leaves the scarring behind." She then got close, and whispered in my ear. "Now everypony will know, they will know you got raped and claimed by a raider. Not to mention all that witnessed it. Oh what a show it was."

I shoved the bitch away in anger, glaring at her. "Fuck you! You did this too, you were a part of this."

"Good, you still have spirit. But you should save that for Onyx Heart and Pink Haze." Bandsaw said as she tossed me something.

Catching it, I had in my hoof some descriptive mane ornament. It was of a rainbow mushroom cloud, but with a hole in the middle, and the base was like a cross. Actually, it looked a lot like the symbol for a female.

"Why Onyx and Pink?" I asked suspiciously.

Now Bandsaw looked annoyed. "Why do you think, Lottery? Onyx is completely under the control of Tripwire, and though she shares some of our vision. We cannot abide her wanting to place a stallion on the throne of a new Equestria. As for Pink Haze, the bitch is simply in the way. With both of them dead, we can take over the recruiting, making sure that Tripwire only gets the ponies nopony would miss. And at the same time, we Bailfire Fiends get the pick of the lot."

She then motioned for me to put on the main ornament. "Keep that one on yourself, it will let our sisters know you're with us."

"I'm not with you!" I pointed out to the bitch.

"Are you now? Well maybe not yet, but I know that in time you will see things our way. Equestria was founded and ruled by us mares for a reason, and lost it all when we let the stallions have even a little bit of power."

I glared at her, "you're insane!"

She shrugged and then trotted to the other cage. "It's the wasteland after all, we're all insane. Now best if you get going, or you will miss your chance at freedom. Schedule an… accident to happen as you're being taken to base here. Once the fun is over you can slip away and do whatever you have planned here. Oh I do hope it's explosives."

With a quick whistl, two stallions trotted in, looking like Murder Baller, but not as buff. They had my stuff, which looked untouched to my relief. Glaring back at Bandsaw, she again motioned for me to put on the mane ornament. Giving in, I placed it where I tied my main up in a side ponytail. It would be cute if it wasn't a raider totem.

Then I dug into my bag and pulled out my contraceptives, taking a hoof full and chomping down on them. They… tasted a bit off, but it was probably from the blood in my mouth. "I will get my revenge on you, rid this wasteland of your filth."

Bandsaw smiled and blew me a kiss. "I'm sure you will. Now have fun."

As I left, the pain I felt seemed to subside a bit, but at the same time I was starting to feel a bit hot. Burning with rage maybe, but nom matter how pissed I was, I just wanted to get away from these raiders.

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The two stallions took me some back way out of the raider games area, avoiding the crowds. With the scar on my genitals, I felt more exposed now, knowing that I had a mark of shame on me. I fucking hated it, and hated the raiders for it.

The pain was still fresh in my mind, I likely only been out for an hour, seeing that the day had only begun to set. My mind drifted back to Chilly, and how she went through the same. I also pondered Bandsaw's words, and wondered that if I didn't meet stallions like Spell Circuit or Horus, maybe I would think she was right.

She was insane, a raider. But how much will it be before I crack?

I did choose this risk, I knew the danger… but it was still hard to not just crumple down and cry. I would if not for the raiders, so I must stay strong until the mission is done.

And fuck, was was everything g so hot!

"We're here." The raider guide told me.

The bitch had said she set up an accident, that after it was over I would be able to go free. Maybe a shootout, or a bomb going off. But I was some dark room that smelled of rot and… sex!

"FUCK!" I shouted out as I reared back to kick one of the raiders, but felt myself be pulled to the ground. I was so stupid, I let myself get stuck in my own head instead of running off the first chance I got.

Four more raiders jumped out from the darkness, twisted grins on their faces. A chain loop was then tossed around my neck, which connected to a support beam above. One of the new raiders, a unicorn, tossed a bag of caps to the assholes who led me here.

"See, see, just promise caps and somepony will deliver." The fist raider said with a chuckle. I tried to get up and fight, but he simply used his body to hold me down. I just didn't have the strength to push him off me.

The second cocked his head. "Thought you said it was going to be a spit roast? I'm hungry."

The first sighed. "The other spitroast you dingus." He then looked at the two guides. "Why you two still here, want to watch like a fucking faggot?"

They looked at each other and shrugged. "Actually we want a turn, the emissary bitch been running us raggen, and we need some relief, but got no caps."

"You got caps now!" The first retorted, then huffed. "Ya, fuck it, just hold the bitch down for us, shes still got fight in her.

As he got off me, I managed to get a kick out, scoring him in his rotting family jewels. The other raiders laughed as the first crumpled to the ground in pain. But as I got up, the chain around my neck was pulled, forcing me on my hind legs, unable to defend myself without choking myself.

With a forceful kick, the first raider hit me in the stomach, the chain choking me enough that I could not scream. He did this a few more times before the chain whet slack and I fell to the floor again. The first raider then chuckled. "I was going to be nice, but now not so much you bitch." felt as chains were wrapped around my back legs, holding me in place, all as the first raider pulled out a pipe gun and shoved his dick in my face. "Now get to work."

I stopped fighting as tears welled up in my eyes. I hated this, I hated this, I fucking hated this. But I needed to endure, wait for an opportunity. He then violently fucked my throat as another raider used another chain and forced my legs apart, and began to fuck my ass.

It hurt, but my body was also numb too, and warm. My head felt like it was getting foggy, and my body, it was heating up. The burning sensation on my abdomen became fierce with each thrust into me, causing my body to quiver, making me feel disgusted by the pleasurable sensation.

They didn't take long to complete, but there were more raiders waiting to go at me soon after. But before the second pair of raiders had a go at me, the first two cut into me with a knife, making me scream. "One for every nut, bitch." A raider told me, showing me the knife.

Then the second pair came at me even harder, their dicks pierced with studs and my body felt each one. "Look, the bitch is enjoying it." One of the raiders said laughing, as my body continued to betray me.

I don't know how long it went on, but eventually they tried, though it didn't mean they would stop. My flank was covered in bloody tally marks, and blood once again mixed with their cum. But my holding back and not fighting had paid off, as the raiders were now becoming more focused on getting high then fucking me. Though this was my first raider gang rape, it wasn't my first gang bang, and I had fortunately saved up my energy, what little I still had at the start.

The chains slack, and the first raider pulled me onto his lap, his dick still hard, but too tired to fuck me himself. Lazily he drew his pipe gun at me, grinning as he said. "Show me how much you're a real bitch."

Complying, I began rotating my hips, and it didn't take long for him to get off. I was already too full of their dimmable seed to feel any more warmth in me, but his member twitching and the rolling of his eyes was all I needed. My body wanted more as I slid off him, but I managed to focus, to reach out for my chance at freedom.

Pulling out Rime Frost, I knocked the pipe gun from his magical grip and shoved the barrel in his face.

"Where did you pull that out fr-" his head then exploded like confetti made of gore.

The other three raiders scrambled as the dead raider fell over and I fired a few more shots. But none laned. One raider took advantage of my lack of accuracy and charged. But Rime Frost was more than just a shotgun, and when the raider got close, I swung upwards. The spike of the ax went right up into his muzzle and he stopped.

'Wh… at" he said as he let out a visible breath and his jaw began to freeze.

My victory was short lived as the chain around my neck was pulled again, lifting me off the ground. Pulling me away from the raider I spiked, his jaw shattered and he fell over, and convulsed violently.

As I swung by my neck, desperately trying to keep myself from choking to death. One raider was screaming fuck at me over and over as the other chuckled like it was a violently nervous tick.

"You fucking bitch, you killed my bro, you murdered my bro. Your fucking vile and fucking evil. I'll make my fucking revenge slow and painful you FUCKING BITCH!" She shrieked at me.

Then a door to the outside was then kicked opened with violent force, the sound of it rivaling that of a gunshot. Bathing the room with light, Molo stood there, her two SMG's at the ready. Her eyes fell on me, then the two corpses, and then on the other raiders in the room.

The shrieking raider sneered and then said, "WHO THE FUCK ARE-"

A torrent of lead was fired from Molos guns and into the raiders. Within a second she swept the room with lead, then pulled out her second pair and finished off any raider who survived.

The chain slacked and again I hit the floor, but this time it was a soft landing. I was held in Molo's magic as she rushed over to catch me. "By Celestia I'm sorry Lottery!" Molo cried out as she held me, tears in her eyes. "I should have never let us split up. That was the worst thing we could have done, but I stupidly forgot!" She squeezed me harder. "This is all my fault you got hurt. It's always my fault, always!"

I took a moment to catch my breath, and then hugged her. "But you came for me, thank you."

She helped me on my hooves and helped wipe me off the best she could. "I'll take over the ghoul lure mission, you can stay someplace safe."

Shaking my head, I told her. "No, I'll do this, I need to do this. I want to do this. I want to see this place destroyed."

Molo sighed as she let me go. "Fine, but let's wash you off first, and if any pony tries anything, they're dead. And I don't care if it means we shoot our way out of here."

"Good, they deserve it." I said with a grim determination as I stood up, my body feeling nothing but pain. "But first… I need a healing potion."

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