Post-Apocalyptic Sorority Cat House – Chapter 2
Introduction:
For an introduction to this story you should start with Chapter 1.
Madison walked with the two girls while we drove along slowly beside them. The first block took us off campus and then we slowly made our way down a street with very large old houses on it. A few on the street had been burned, either completely or partially, and most looked like they had been looted. We stopped almost at the end of the block in front of the biggest house. “This one,” Zoe said as she helped me turn up the walk to the front door. “Anna, go see who is up,” Zoe said. Anna ran ahead and opened the front door and disappeared into the house. “Most of the girls are probably still asleep right now,” Zoe said. Zoe helped me through the front door, Madison and Alexis close behind and walked me toward a couch.
On the inside it looked like an old sorority house that had been turned into a bar/tavern. There was a big staircase off to one side, with stairs going up and down. There were a few doors to the side with the stairs. It was mostly open with pillars creating spaces within the openness. Couches and different height tables with mismatched chairs were everywhere. A makeshift bar had been constructed in front of where the kitchen was. The walls had a mix of sorority symbols and pinups of half-naked or scantily clad women. It smelled of boos and urine. “Is this a sorority house?” I asked. “It was,” Zoe replied as Anna came down the stairs with another girl, who had a very scared look on her face. “What happened?” she said in a hushed tone.
“Marcus and Jason are dead,” Zoe said to her. “This is Madison, Alexis and Ronan. Marcus and Jason were trying to take Madison and Alexis and Ronan here tried to stop them, and had to kill them. “What do we do about Grant?” the new girl said. “We let him sleep for a few more hours while we figure it out. Sam is going to want to hear about this too but I think it is best to not wake everyone up and make a bunch of noise.
Let’s get Ronan fixed up and then we can figure out what we are going to do. Alexis and Madison jumped in and very quickly and gently the 5 girls had me cleaned and bandaged up. I learned the other girl’s name was Leah, and her and Zoe started talking about what to do. I found out that there were 17 girls all ages 18 or 19 living in the house.
Marcus had been the biggest drug dealer in town, selling mostly to college kids, but when the bombs hit changed his business from drugs to girls. Jason was a college senior, on the football team and one of Marcus’s biggest distributors. He was also involved in one of those college rape scandals a year ago. Grant, the other enforcer, was bigger than Jason but was described as a cross between Hodor and Fezzik from Princess Bride, and Marcus was never very nice to him. They hoped when he woke he would not care that the other two were dead.
They descended on the two sororities on this street and moved all the girls from the smaller to the bigger house and burned the old house down after looting it. The week the bombs went off the 3rd and 4th year girls from both sororities were on long weekend retreats when the disaster hit, and haven’t been heard from since. When Marcus found his way to the sorority house and took it over, he killed the most defiant of the girls in front of all the other and threatened to kill others if anyone tried to escape. He then opened the house up as cat house, pimping the girls out every night to the local groups and gangs that had formed. He also began making his own alcohol and acquiring food to sell in the house turning it into a tavern.
I found out that Sam was a girl, and had become Marcus’s girl, helping keep him occupied and trying to make life livable for the other girls in the house. She was the reason that everyone else stayed, even more than Marcus’s threats that he would kill some of them if any of them tried to escape. After only 30 minutes of talking I was starting to nod off. I needed some sleep. They helped move me to Jason’s old room, which was one of the doors near the stairs and I quickly fell asleep for several hours.
When I awoke I could hear a lot of talking going on outside the door. I got up slowly and made my way to the door. When I opened it, the room quickly became quite. I saw what I assumed was all the girls where downstairs now. The man I assumed was Grant was sitting alone over in one of the corners. Madison and Alexis walked over to me with a glass of water. They had been sitting with a couple of the other girls. Then one of the girls stepped forward and introduced herself as Sam. She stood at 5’9” and was the tallest girl in the room. Dressed in a tight pair of denim shorts and a tight shirt that road up on her belly, revealing a naval ring, and a clearly visible bra through the thin material that was easily holding in DD breasts. She was of average build, with a little longer than shoulder length straight brown hair and very pretty face that was currently hard to read.
“I would like to talk to you alone,” she said. “Can you get up the stairs?” I nodded and we ascended. The stairs opened to one side of a small lounge room, with a hallway all the way around it and the stairs. There must have been 15 doors off the hallway. We sat down on opposite pieces of furniture facing each other and she laid out what the girls had been discussing for the last hour.
In this new world, they almost all felt that the safest place for them was to stay together and in the house. While there was some form of ‘government’ in the town it was really the gangs that had the manpower and ran the town for the most part. They were the second largest cat house in town, and didn’t think they could shut down without their lives being threatened. There was one girl who only lived 100 miles away who wanted to try and make it home. The rest have accepted that this for now, is their place in the new world. This is how we make money and survive. They wanted to run the house ourselves, changing the rules of course, so they could now take off their weeks on their periods, deny service to some of the rougher regulars, close up at 2am instead of going all night and stop after as many clients as they want to in a night.
Sam had been elected to run it but she felt that having a male face to show the town would make things easier for them. The offer was that I would help Sam run it, but she would make all the big decisions and I would really just be the face. Madison and Alexis would be allowed to stay in my room and asked to help in the kitchen and behind the bar, but wouldn’t have to service clients to earn their keep. One of the girls named Mia had a regular who was a scrapper, who they were going to offer the other enforcer position too. She needed me to make a decision as they would normally be opening up in a little more than an hour.
I didn’t have to think about it long, thinking this could be a lot of fun, but I asked to consult Madison and Alexis. Sam seemed pleased that I said this. “They have already heard our plans, and we asked them if they were ok with it and they were. But if you want me to send them up I will,” Sam said. I nodded. Sam got up and went down the stairs, and quickly Madison and Alexis appeared.
Both girls said they were fine staying here, but Alexis said she wanted to do her share and take on customers. There was obviously going to be no stopping her, and I was too tired to try anyway. Not one to ever be outdone, Madison said quietly, “I will try too.” “Maybe you should just start with one a night and see how it goes,” I said to her. She agreed.
“Will you girls send Sam back up?” I asked. I had one more condition I wanted to state. When Sam came back up I told her I would agree under one condition: that they take the night off. I told her to put a sign on the door, saying closed for the night. Undergoing new management transition, or something like that. “I am guessing you girls haven’t had a night off since this started?” “No,” she said. After a long pause, she agreed. “We are going to have a lot of knocking and angry people tonight.” “Just tell them grand re-opening tomorrow,” I said. “It will give us a change to clean the place up a bit too. “You will need some more rest because I will need you presentable tomorrow night,” she said. “We are going to give you Marcus’s old room, which is the one here at the top of the stairs. I will get the girls working on cleaning up, you just get some sleep.”
I woke up to my door opening and a small figure passing through it before it closed. It was dark and I could barely see her shape, and by how refreshed I felt, I guessed it must be 3-4am. “Madison, is that you?” “No, it’s Anna. Is that ok?” “Of course,” I said surprised. “I just wanted to thank you for yesterday,” she said as she slipped out of her leather clothes and lifted back the covers. Her body was cooler than mine under the covers, but was still warm and was very soft.
Speaking of soft, by now a huge rush of blood through my body had led to an instant hard on. She had full A cups for her age, and while she was not as skinny as Madison, was close. She slid her hand down to grab my dick and gasped a little as she realized she couldn’t put her small hand around it. I sat up, leaning against the wall, which allowed her stoke me and kiss me at the same time while I played with her breasts with one hand and her ass with the other. It was pretty flat and didn’t hold my attention long. I slipped my hand down around between her legs from her backside and was surprised to find her pussy sopping wet already. “You ready?” I said jokingly, but she nodded and hopped right up centering herself over my throbbing dick. “Go slow at first,” she said as she lowered herself down.
It was a tight fit, but not as tight as Madison or Alexis. And in less than 60 seconds she was begging for it harder and faster as she bounced on top of me impaling herself on my 8.5 inch tall and 6.5 inch around cock. And a few good thrusts later I was already balls deep in her tiny 18 year old body. How easy she took me was so hot, and her moans and squeals of pleasure were the frosting on top. Or so I thought. Madison and Alexis got plenty wet for me, but neither were squirters as far as I could tell yet. 10 minutes into her pounding, we had put her on the bottom, had her take it from behind and now we were back in our original position. I had Anna by the waist with both hands, almost encompassing her tiny waist as I pounded her up and down on my cock. Her eyes rolled back, her body started convulsing, and I felt liquid in her pussy. When I held her at her highest, only about 2 inches remained in her and it was the part where my dick narrowed, meaning there was room for the fluid to push out. For 5 consecutive up-downs, her pussy shot a small but steady stream of fluid straight down onto the base of my cock.
Coupled with the silhouette of this tiny teen riding my dick and loving it I lost it. I am going to cum I grunted. Still shaking from her orgasm, Anna said, “In my mouth.” And in little more than what was one thrust of my cock into her body bouncing up and down to meet mine, she pushed with her little hands against my stomach while on the up, and ended up on her knees between my knees with her head right next to my nearly exploding dick. Her mouth was quickly around the head, as that is all she could fit in her mouth, sucking hard on my pussy flavored dick while both hands slid vigorously and simultaneously up and down the rest of my shaft. It was glorious. My first shot of cum was so large and hit her directly in the back of the throat that she choked for a moment, and took her mouth off my dick, leaving my second shot to shoot up her face hitting her upper lip, nose and forehead. She quickly recovered and took the rest of my cum in her mouth and then sat up, tipped her head back and swallowed. She then licked her upper lip and began using her fingers to get the cum from the rest of her face into her mouth.
“If you want cum in your mouth, we are going to have to work on you not making a mess,” I said in a serious voice. “Yes master. I will do better next time. Maybe if you put your big strong hand on the back of my head next time…” she trailed off as she seductively laid down next to me having cleaned most of face off and took my hand and moved it to her hip. “Why did you just call me Master?” “It is what Marcus had us call him. Do you not like it?” “In bed, Master is just fine.” Her little body still going up and down hard with each breath Anna said very contently, “That was the best time I have ever had. Wait until I tell the other girls about you,” as she snuggled into my side. This is actually going to be even more fun than I thought, I thought to myself.
