Jennifer Connolly’s mouth fell open in a wordless moan, her eyes becoming half lidded as soon as Thea’s tongue touched her folds. She’d heard the Greek woman was a fresh arrival from the Climb Party Car (which featured some rock climbing, but was mostly known for strippers who could climb and spin between a forest of poles). She’d also heard rumors of Thea’s prowess that made her interested. However, nothing could have prepared her for such...
witchcraft.
Her hips jogged on the woman’s face eagerly and she belted out her
verbal confirmation of her orgasm inside of a minute. Jennifer had already been fucked multiple times tonight by
Hana and Kelly, her Japanese and black partners respectively, and that was probably a lot of the reason why she was so sensitive, but still, the new girl looked so hot with Jenny’s cum on her face and had
skills and UNF! Jenny knew she needed Thea- now. Of course, Thea could move freely between chains, but Jenny wanted to make sure Thea found her home chain and fast, since she could already see the audience circling.
“Ohhh, Thea! Come join the Connolly Chain,” Jennifer panted breathlessly, as she nodded and the two other women she trusted with her soul each sucked on a nipple and waved to the Greek goddess. “Hana, Kelly and I simply
must have you in our Tain tonight,” she added, pointing to each of them as she said their name in turn. “If you pass our...initiation, we’ll love you like you’ve never been loved before.”
Tains were the shipping containers on the second floor of the car that often consisted of a bed big enough for up to ten people to sleep, a pile of clothes and not much else. More importantly, it was where these free women would climb or swing to for a night of debauchery after partying their hearts out on and around the lower containers on the first floor. The same story was true in the adjoining Ballers club car for gay men or the Liquid club car situated in between Ballers and Chains for everyone else under the rainbow, although they called their containers Boxes and Tanks respectively.
Suyin knew she was supposed to be stopping this, but was rooted to the spot as she watched real, live lesbian sex unfold for the first time in her young life and slowly comprehended it. Although she was tempted by the view of Jennifer’s body, her eyes soon were instead magnetized on Thea’s panties, soaked through with arousal and lips visible as a result, and the kneeling woman’s thin shirt. And oh, what full breasts yearned to be free of it!
“Mmm, you like what you see, dirty boot?” a woman whispered in Sue’s ear, throwing a common perjorative for Ark Security back at her.
“It’s a girl boot too! Those are rare. And sexy ones even more so. You’re quite the prize,” a second woman giggled, pointing out where the armor conformed to Officer Cheng’s figure, but not touching, both out of respect for the other woman’s personal space and to avoid being arrested. Still, the delicate Chinese-American woman’s panties became a little damp at that.
“I’m sure that armor’s heavy on you,” a third woman purred and
took off her top, wiggling her breasts in the security guard’s face. “All you have to do is tilt that face shield up and say what you want, what you need, and I’ll show you what it’s like to break the rules for once.”
That easy, huh? Sue wondered, barely able to hear her own thoughts over the music.
She almost gave in once she saw Hana. For one thing she’d hardly ever seen another East Asian, let alone an East Asian woman. For another, she could now more easily see herself in a chain of these people...losing everything she’d worked so hard for...becoming chained to them by pleasure...maybe being truly free?
Sergeant Suyin Cheng of Ark Security, however, shook her head in derision to banish temptation from her mind. In an instant she grabbed Thea by the waist from behind, using her baton to lock her into place and her shotgun to wave people away and shouted, “Actually, Jenny, she’s coming with me to the Seal.”
Once they noticed this, a hundred plus angry lesbians swarmed her and started throwing food and liquor, calling her “Brownshirt,” “Fash!” or “Fashy!” and crowding her in an attempt to surround them both and reverse Thea’s arrest. Many hands reached around Sue’s weapon and grabbed at Thea’s clothes to pull her back, only managing to tear her shirt apart and leave her without panties as a result. Sue had faced down hordes of rioting workers before, waving crude axes, hammers, machetes and more like scorpions with their stingers; she was more afraid of these women.
But once Sue pressed the emergency door open button on her wrist, the six inch wrought iron door quickly consumed her and her charge and just as hastily slammed behind them, preventing any hope of rescue. And as soon as Sue had arrested Thea, the cuffs neutralized the First Class microchip that had been planted in her wrist as a child by her parents‘ consent upon boarding, preventing her from scanning the door, or any of the free movement between all the 1,001 cars here she would normally enjoy for the next 24 hours by default- more if the officer so chose.
But Thea might at least hope that she wasn’t in the custody of an officer who was inclined to open the exit door in this Seal and throw her out into the unforgiving Outworld, the nearly uninhabitable surface world. They were traveling through the
Ohio Valley Desert in the middle of the night too, so temperatures could drop to -100 degrees and a naked woman would last maybe fifteen minutes out there without shelter before freezing to death. Less if she was raped and eaten alive by mutated
Reapers, and longer but with a more torturous, hellish existence if
Gas Nomads drove by in their nightmare vehicles and made her a breeder. Those were the stories they taught in Placement School, at least.
Banging on the door from the mobbing women gave way to the music from Chains and Liquid as they apparently forgot all about Thea. Suyin for her part was relieved to finally be able to focus on the task at hand; and spending the night in the Seal making the girl sober up for a single violation of Section 245- public lewd behavior- beat bunking with the men in her unit and enduring their comments and passes. Yet it took a lot of fortitude not to move her hand lower than the suspect’s shoulders, or glance for too long at her intimate parts.
“Thea Cassavetes, 24, daughter of Georg and Sophia Cassavetes, First Class,” Sue read robotically from the holographic file that popped up on her wrist. “After graduation you got arrested for public intoxication and assault before being assigned to the Fishery.”
The latter made Sue think of Thea naked aside from a snorkel and swimming around the tank spearing fish, which was something that happened in the Fishery but was
not helpful to think about. Regardless, she continued, “After that, you worked as a waitress in various restaurant cars, had multiple other arrests for battery and public urination, and then were a stripper at Climb for the past year. Until a month ago when you decided to quit that job to be a layabout here at Chains.”
Sue then took the handcuffs off, but stood closer to prevent Thea from going anywhere. “My name is Sergeant Suyin Cheng, but you may call me Sergeant or Officer,” she explained firmly. “I want to help you, Thea, but you have to cooperate...or my colleagues might not see things my way. You had every privilege, every luxury, and so much opportunity, Ms. Cassavetes...people would literally kill to be in your shoes. So why throw all that away? Why worry your parents so? Is all this madness worth it?”
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