New World

Chapter 1

This is all a result of the Great Revolution. Ya- great my ass. When the Third World War hit, it was a bit unexpected. Crime and chaos burst to an all time high; with rapes, murders, slave trade, drugs happening around every corner. If you’d sneaked a peak into your neighbor’s window, you probably would’ve seen some poor smuhck being tortured and beaten… if it wasn’t already happening in your place.

I personally, was just a lowly runner for some hot-shot booty buster. I’d fallen in with him when I was a bit younger, still bright eyed and excited to experiment and be independent.

Like everything, it had started out small and sucked me in... Boy did Shiv see me coming.

When the announcement came that we were now in war with some place across the sea, the entire nation jumped on something to fight for and defend as their own. I wasn’t paying much attention to it, spending most of my time stuck under this bastard’s dick, but I did catch wind of a few interesting things: the draft was re-instated; due to national security, most of our natural and constitutional rights had been suspended; police authority ruled and corruption was our country’s new logo. So, in other words, the world had gone crazy and flipped on its head.

Ignorance and lies seemed to fuel everyone’s support and understanding of all this, at least for the morons and wealthy folks. The rest, like me, we were stuck in between. And even if we did hate it (how could you not?), there was nothing we could do. Honestly- there was nothing we could do.

Schools became prisons, prisons became something else, and culture became based around war. The world seemed to darken; children’s laughter, barbecues, parks, football games, little league all disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was no more Hollywood, romantic comedies, or 1000 different channels to choose from. Those channels all seemed to melt together into one big mind-washing, propaganda.

The government loved this, we were under absolute control. They shoved violence, fear and submission down our throats.

It was the New Dark Age, sugarcoated with political support and animalistic need.


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I didn’t want to be here, I didn’t want to be knocking on some ratted door with barded windows.

I glanced around the dirty street for a quick second and knocked on the door. I turned at the sound of a car.

“Fuck.” It was a protector vehicle (the new name police were given when all our rights were taken away). I held my breath as they drove out of my site. “Open the fucking door you morons.” I rapped hard at the door… Nothing.

I rushed down the stairs fuming about how much shit I was going to get when I told Shiv he wasn’t going to get his money today.

There was a rush of pure unfiltered fear that rushed through my body, like electricity shooting through the marrow of my bones. The same protector car had turned around and was heading strait for me.

In a flinch, I dashed over the neighbor’s fence and into their back yard. “Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck!” I heard shouting and dogs. I was a heir, and if I didn’t out run those hounds, I was going to be proper fucked.

The back-pack full of some crack-head’s next fix got in my way as I jumped over the next fence.

“Shit!” I spluttered out a mouth full of dirt.

There was a momentary feeling of hope as I hit another street near to Shiv’s house. The protectors would never fuck with Shiv. But, any of his bitches they said were theirs.

I jumped over another fence and grated my teeth at that dull pain that spikes up your heel when you land too hard.

“!!!!”

I cried out as my whole body was over powered and slammed against a wall. ‘I’m fucking dead’ was all I could think. ‘ I’m fucking dead, shit, fuck, shit. Fuck!’

I cried out a few more times as a protector took his frustration of chasing my ass down out on my body. There was no more protection against police brutality, so it stopped when he got tired.

“ You stupid fucking kids these days…” His voices was nasally and out of breath. “ Didn’t your mommy ever tell you not to run from your protectors?” I gasped and coughed as he landed a heavy blow to my side. I rolled over onto my back to look up at the sky.

“ No, but she did tell me all the tricks to fucking them up the ass.” I knew it was a stupid move, but I couldn’t seem to stop my wheezy voice. I was already fucked.

I dared a glance at his face and inwardly laughed at how fucking screwed I was. Dark comedy was the only thing you could smile at these days… Oh, he was pissed.

I groaned as he lifted me by my hair, “ I’ve got the perfect place for sarcastic little fuckers like you. With that tight ass and pretty little face, you’ll fit right in.” He pulled me out to the car waiting on the street. There were two others as well. “You ever heard National Reform Institute boy?”

My blood ran cold…They can’t.
Can they?
No.
Right?

If prisons were world leaders, Nation Reform Institute would be the most powerful and cruel. So much so, that it would aw-strikingly amazing like Hitler and the Holocaust. Absolutely disgusting, but will still leave you with a mouth agape and awestruck.

NRI was becoming a leading influence in all other reform institutes (prisons), bringing back time to gladiator style and public executions with lions.

“You can’t.”

He laughed mockingly, “ I can’t? Oh boy, you picked the wrong protector to fuck with. The Warden just happens to be a friend of mine, and needs a new bitch for his top fighter… I think you’ll do more then perfect…You’re one of Shiv’s bitches - Jill right?”

“Jack.” He smacked me up-side the head.

“Well Jill, I’ve been wantin’ to catch you for a long time. Especially since your last encounter with Max; they managed to save one of his balls if you’d like to know.”

“He had balls?” Fuck, I’m a moron.

“How’s it like taking it up the ass from Shiv every night. You moan and beg like a proper bitch?”

“Just like your mum.”

“You keep wagging that tongue, and I’m going to cut it out.” He would, so I stayed silent. It was a first for me.

By ‘fucked’, I didn’t think I was this fucked. If only I had kept my fucking mouth shut… If only those fucking crack heads had opened up the fucking door, if only I had hid in the fucking piss covered shrub by their door, if only I had never started running for Shiv, if only I wasn’t hand cuffed and being stripped naked right now-“What the fuck-?!”

My mouth snapped shut and head sent reeling to the side. “It’s a routine strip search, so make it easier on yourself and shut up…” They ripped me down to my birth-suit. I was thankful for the slight protection my shirt gave me as it hung from my wrists behind my back, something is better then nothing. “ I also need to see if you’re the right… quality for good-old warden.”

They threw me over the front of the hood, two officers held my shoulders and I almost cried as they cut my only protection from me.

“Routine strip search my ass,” I mumbled, back to unnecessary comments.

The vulnerability you feel when you’re naked, bent over a protector’s car in broad day light, in the middle of the street is sickening. I’m pretty sure that I had an audience, if only I could look around and give them a rusty smile.

Completely at the mercy of this bastard, I was the most helpless motherfucker you ever did encounter. And some how, this is my life story.

“Damn, I haven’t seen an ass like this in a long time. Maybe I should forget sending you to be some Warrior’s bitch and keep you as mine.” His heavy figure was leaning flush over mine. I could feel the bile rise to my throat as his moist breath washed over my ear.

“You’d need a dick to do that.” It sounded pathetic and wheezy; I think they broke a couple of my ribs. But, it received a heavy blow to the back of the head.

“Get him in the car, I’m going to make a few calls.” Protector Pratt turned and walked off. I guess he wasn’t going to check my insides, how very kind of him.

Some random fuck threw me in the car. “You’re going to enjoy NRI, boy.”


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What a long week of absolute unadulterated hell. I’ve been charged with position of illegal substances with intent to sell and assault on a protector. They’ve also thrown in government conspiracy and deemed me as a draft dodger; in times like these, a particularly serious crime.

No way was I getting out of this.

Red suits half dragged me to my new cell. I’d seen a lot, but this place put the fear in me. Every word the guards snickered at me cut to the bone.

“I’m going to enjoy listening to that tight ass being ripped into every day.”

“You’re going love being Cunner’s new girl, ain’t ya bitch?”
What the fuck am I supposed to say to that? Anything at all will just make it worse.

…”Answer me when I ask you a question bitch”- a rough bash over the head-“ or things could get bad.”

I guess silence don’t work either, what the fuck do I do now?? Guess I better answer, “don’t doubt it.”

“What was that?”

“You’re right, I’m sorry. I should’ve answered you.”

“What a fucking cunt.” The two guards laughed together. It was straight out of a movie, vibrating cruelty off the walls. They threw me to the floor in my cell. The bars seemed to more keep the savage wolves out then lock me in.

“Enjoy your new home bitch.”

I was left alone in a concrete and steel closet with nothing but a rancid smell, stained bed sheets, a change of clothes and a fear for my ass. I could see the banner at the entrance:

“Welcome to Hell”


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So it needs some touch ups, but i can't seem to find the energy to do it at the moment.
Reviews are motivation, and advice is always welcomed.

I actually have some idea where i'm taking this story, so hopefully an update will happen soon.