In chorus, they roared; “Yes, Ma’am!”
“And are they still virgins?”
Again, “Yes, Ma’am!”
She glanced at me. “Happy?” I nodded.
“Good. Make dinner but keep the fire small. There’s probably nobody around, be we shouldn’t take chances.”
The girls and I filled our bellies, each eating as much as a soldier was supposed to have for two meals. They put out the fire and we looked at the stars, until we heard a chopper. A helicopter lowered a dozen jerry cans of fuel on a cable, and the redhead told us to get back in the troop carrier.
The girls and I climbed in the bulky vehicle and when refueling was finished we drove off again. We rocked and bounced along the countryside and it was still dark when we stopped again. The woman said, “Everybody got what they wanted from our deals, except the medic visit. I can tell the girl’s ankle is only sprained. She’ll be fine in a couple weeks. Is there anything else?”
“Can we get some food for tomorrow, please?”
She looked at the men, asking them; “Are blowjobs worth skipping breakfast?”
Again, in chorus; “Yes, Ma’am!”
I felt a rumbling in my intestines. “And… uh… about the medic… I ah…” I whispered my problem in her ear.
She yelled, “You WHAT? Why didn’t you TELL ME, before I had my face… Just a minute!”
She looked very angry. I saw her touch her earpiece again as she walked to the front. She came back after a few minutes and dug in a first aid bag. She took several pills from a bottle and put them in her shirt pocket. She handed the rest to me. “Take two right now, then one of these twice a day for five days.”
I struggled to find the right words to apologize. She leaned toward me, whispering; “And shut up about it!”
I felt another rumble down below and exclaimed, “Bathroom! I need to go to the bathroom!”
She handed me a folding shovel and a packet of toilet paper. Precious toilet paper! I hadn’t seen any in nearly a month! As I ran to a cluster of trees I yelled, “Thank you!” I cleaned up and walked back, after pooping out what felt like a mid-sized pond. As I saw her running in my direction, she held out her hand. “Shovel! I need it!” She ran to the clump of trees and stayed there quite a while.
When I got back to the vehicle my girls and all three men were smiling a lot. I heard the end of Elsie’s sentence. “… tastes great! I’d love to, if you want some more?”
As I saw a soldier zipping his pants, I realized what she meant.
I quickly asked, “Did all three of you …” They grinned as they nodded.
Elsie smiled proudly, saying; “Lena doesn’t like it, but I LOVE how it tastes! I can’t wait for more!”
I held her ear and pulled a little, saying; “Yes, you CAN wait. And you WILL.”
I watched the Captain slowly walk back, talking with her earpiece.
She casually asked, “You three are citizens of Ostnordia, right?”
“Yes. And?”
She shouted, “Bind them!” as she rapidly threw plastic ties on me again.
As I saw two men do the same with my girls, I demanded; “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
They dragged us up the ramp. The captain laughed as she said, “As of two hours ago, Ostnordia doesn’t exist. Since there’s no government to pay us anymore, you three belong to me. Any other civilians we find are property of the company.”
A soldier fastened our ankles to a rail under the bench seats as she continued, “I should get a lot. Virgins are in high demand, and you’re a pretty good fuck.” She stroked my hair and I noticed a menacing tone in her voice as she said, “Enjoy the ride, slaves.”
Later she talked to her earpiece, “But why there? That’s over twenty clicks and the other one is only five.” She pressed a button and yelled “DAMMIT! FUCK! SHIT!” then touched the earpiece again; “Affirmative. We’re on the way, ETA thirty minutes. Over and out.” She touched the button again. “Motherfucker! He’s there! Fucking dammit!”
I wondered out loud, “What’s wrong?”
She held her hand up and made a fist. Instead of hitting me, she screamed; “SHUT UP!”
When we finally got to our destination, she climbed out the front and one of the soldiers led each of us down the rear ramp by our bound wrists. The area looked like a severely damaged airport.
Three other soldiers stood by the back of a large truck, only a few steps away. The Captain said, “Get them in the truck. Hurry up! Load everything and go, before he gets here!”
The men helped me and my girls into the back, then carried boxes and bags of items from the troop carrier to the back of the truck, two men to a box or bag. From their grunting and groaning, I could tell a lot of it was very heavy, but the packages weren’t large.
In the distance, we saw a white limousine approaching. She screamed, “NO! MOTH! ER! FUCK! ER!” She kicked the carrier’s track repeatedly and hurt her foot. “AAAGGHH! OWWW! FUCK! FUCK!”
Two men were carrying another heavy box as the limousine pulled up. She shouted, “Ten-hut!” The soldiers dropped the box and I saw gold coins scatter as it hit the ground!
A white-haired man wearing a nice suit climbed out of the limo. He looked remarkably fit, for around 70. Since she was so upset about seeing him, I thought he must be very dangerous.
He quickly walked over to her, with a big smile on his face. “Sweetie! I’m so very happy to see you! I can’t wait to hug my little Lambykins again! I love you so much! Give Gramps a kiss!” He held out his arms.
As we heard the extremely childish nickname “Lambykins”, all six soldiers snorted, obviously trying to stifle their laughter.
Her face was five shades of red, as she kissed him on the cheek and gently refused the hug.
His expression changed from happy to disappointed. He asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce me, Lambykins?
“Prisoners, this is VP of Operations, and my grandfather, Klaus Von Feldenheimer.”
“And what are their names, Vireena?”
I wondered why I had never asked her name. I mused, “The scary mercenary Captain Vireena Von Feldenheimer, AKA Lambykins.” I tried but couldn’t fully stop a chuckle.
She grabbed my hair roughly. “Well, tell him!”
“Helga Garrensen, and my daughters are Elsie and Lena.”
Klaus pointed to the gold on the ground. “I see you made it to the banks before they got there! Excellent! Excellent, indeed!” He kissed her cheek, making her blush again.
She took a slow step away from him as she replied, “Three of the four, one was destroyed.”
He smiled and walked forward to pat her shoulder. “Still, very well done. I have news about the position you wanted. They denied promoting you Major, but I see your great potential. I’m transferring you to the business side of the company, effective tomorrow morning. You’ll be our new Director of Slave Marketing. I’ll be your boss!”
She grimaced and looked like she had just swallowed a bug.
“Your office is beautiful! It’s right across the hall from my assistant. I even got you an apartment next to mine! We can see each other all the time, Lambykins!”
She pulled her hair with both hands, looked at the ground, and screamed again; “AAAAGGGHHHH!”
The old man looked at her. “Is everything all right?”
She gritted her teeth a moment. “I think I have a rock in my boot. I’ll be ok.”