The story so far...
Nurse Allie Cooke was kidnapped by a mutant ex-National Guardsman from an Omaha hospital after a nuclear war had wiped out most of civilised society in the city and in the US as a whole. Brought to an unknown location, she is being held captive by a perverse man calling himself 'Sir', who has told Allie he and the likes of his mutant accomplice aim to repopulate America. Already 'Sir' and the deformed soldier have force bred one woman, Lieutenant Betty Hawkins. Betty is about to be cruelly abused once more, and Allie is about to witness this.
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Chapter 5
The drooling mouth of the mutated and wounded Corporal Jones latched like a leech onto the bare left breast of Betty Hawkins, Allie's co-captive in what was rapidly becoming some kind of post-nuclear house of horrors. Allie could not help but stare as her eyes tried to discriminate in the darkness the separate bodies of the female lieutenant and the lurching corporal. All the while 'Sir', an unnamed, indistinguishable stranger who seemed to control things, knelt beside Allie Cooke and literally sermonized to the young nurse.
"You see Miss Cooke, we've had the pleasure of knowing Lieutenant Betty Hawkins since she was caught by Corporal Jones trying to steal some food from our private stocks. After some debate with some of our...um, shall we say comrades...I helped her and Corporal Jones here...a once strapping National Guardsman if I can comment on his earlier life...well, I helped them to become much better acquainted. It's all part of my...our...grand scheme."
Allie shook, both from the cold and the disgust she felt as she heard Jones grab Betty's pants and tug them down. The rustling of fabric was just audible as the mutant kissed his victim's lips with a wet and slobbering lip lock. Betty's protests were muted, but Allie knew that something awful was happening.
"Is he...that freaking bastard...is he raping her?!" Allie wanted to shout the question but the intimidating presence of 'Sir' discouraged her. 'You're all fucking sick. Goddam animals!'
"No Allie," 'Sir' whispered, "Animals rut and procreate because they need to keep the species from going extinct. What men like myself and my comrades, as well as poor damaged Corporal Jones are doing is not just stopping the human race from becoming extinct, we're also trying to wipe out the stain of humanity's past mistakes. Build a better life with a new, more perfect generation."