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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #15 on: September 23, 2018, 01:25:07 AM »
Great Story @darkfantasygirl - thank you!






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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #16 on: September 23, 2018, 05:57:11 AM »

ps. any chance you'll continue ?




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I'm just taking my time with this one to make sure I do it right an all

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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #17 on: September 23, 2018, 09:07:47 AM »


July 17th, 2076 – 4:11 A.M




   Bacon and eggs. Best last breakfast ever! Or at least Nelly hoped it wasn't, anyway. This whole idea of being sealed in a vault thing for possibly (definitely) the rest of her life was scary enough without her parents and brother adding to the stress. Telling her about all the ways a vault could fail and kill her. She'd been the only one of her family admitted into the vault "for security reasons." All of that was supposed to be explained to her upon entry but... She didn't care about the security reasons.

   People keep talking about war being escalated with China and the prospect of nuclear bombs being dropped. Vaults were rumored to being built for years now, some filling up as they spoke, some may not even be finished if (before) the world ends. Who knows? For weeks since she told her family, they've made her feel guilty about many things, including calling her selfish for "running away". 'It could all be paranoia,' she has been told.

   Many things could go wrong, or nothing could, also. Again, who knows? And her family acting angry with her wasn't making this easier. She is supposed to enter Vault 00 at 11 A.M. Today! It was enough to bring tears to her eyes but she wanted to live! Even if it was in a metal container with no bacon and eggs. No mom or dad. No brother. And they hadn't called her in two days... Not that her dad had tried to speak to her at all since he found out.

   Twenty minutes until she had to walk out of that door and start driving... and she just wanted that phone to ring. To hear the voice of somebody she loves on the other end. The clock ticked down, as did her plate empty and she waited, trying to give them a chance to make their actions right. Until nineteen minutes passed and she was outside, locking her door. Down the steps and it rang just then. Nelly did hear it, faintly, and she turned, blinking, questioning what to do. If she's late...

   They haven't made this easy for her. It might not even be them on the other end, but regardless, maybe they deserve to never speak to her again. The war may not even escalate... Nothing is for certain...

   And she turned and walked through the cold, damp air, getting into her car, ignoring the ring of the phone that she can no longer hear. She sighs and starts her six hour drive to Vault 00.

~ ~ ~

July 17th, 2076 – 11:11 A.M


   Arriving at the site of Vault 00 was surreal, in a way. Nelly had no idea that this vault had been built by a private investor who owned massive stock in Vault-tec. That the production of this vault had been kept top secret and that specific females had been chosen to learn about it's existence. Or that the entrance to it was actually beneath the mansion of the man who built it. He was there to greet her, personally, and make sure she understood that when Vault 00 sealed at 6:00 P.M. tomorrow, there was no getting out. That if she wanted to back out and leave, now would be her best chance.

   He walked her through the beautiful mansion as he explained to her the amenities that the vault comes equipped with. Three hydroponic gardens, cafeteria fully staffed with Mr. Handy's, water treatment pumps on each floor, super large and luxurious living quarters, and a serious scientific research lab on the bottom. It was everything that she had hoped and suddenly her family's accusations of this being a scam were past her. They just had to be jealous that she was being saved and they... weren't.

   The nice, older man led her to the basement of the mansion, through the giant vault door and to an elevator door, his hand politely resting on her shoulder as he asked, "Do you have any more questions before you go inside, dear?"

   "Uh... yeah. Can you... maybe tell me why my parents and brother couldn't have come with me?" He seemed to understand her question, and even sympathize with her, but that was just him being used to being asked this same question by almost all of the girls that have been admitted into Vault 00, so far.

   He smiled and spoke professionally. "Well, of course the purpose of this vault is virtually the same as all the others: The continuation of our species in the event of a near-extinction level nuclear crisis. We want the DNAs of all our habitats to be as different and varied as possible. This isn't anything personal, and it's a rule for all who enter Vault 00."

   Nelly sighed, looking down as she nodded. "Yes. I understand why that is." She was disappointed, but knew there was nothing to be done about it.

   The man spoke up again, "Anything else, dear?"

   Nelly looked back at him, "Actually. Will you be inside the vault? I sure hope so. You're really nice." It embarrassed her almost immediately, though. She hoped she wasn't coming off too forward.

   "Yes dear. I am the Overseer. Overseer Ezra Belic. We're very happy to have you." His smile was warm and welcoming, then he signaled to her as the elevator doors began opening. "That is... if you're still interested in joining us." This was it. This decides whether she dies up here, or down there...

   Nelly stepped inside the elevator, thinking the lights were just a bit dim for her tastes, and the whole thing was done in this maroon micro-carpeting. The floor, ceiling, walls. All of it. Somehow it made her uncomfortable, hoping that the whole vault didn't look like this on the inside... even more so when she realized that Ezra wasn't even seeing her down. He just kind of disappeared once she was inside.

   The door closed and the elevator trembled, stopping on the the third floor but the doors didn't open. A couple of minutes passed before she walked to the door, trying to pry it open with her dainty fingers and, of course, it didn't work. She tried screaming for help, but that also didn't work. Nelly didn't even know if anyone could hear her through the doors.

   That's when she started to notice a strange smell in the room. Somewhat chemically and gaseous and she gasped, holding her breath. It was the scariest thing that she could imagine and she beat on the door, knowing she would have to breath in no time at all. She could already feel her head getting light, even with her shirt and hand pinched over her nose.

   In minutes she was gasping, coughing for air. Nelly fell to her knees, nodding off to sleep in less than thirty seconds.

~ ~ ~

   So far it was just three of them needed to carry the girls from the elevator to their cells in the female living quarters. No fight required, though Abel Maddox, security chief, really wished he had a reason to beat down the women coming into this vault. Dumb bitches should be getting red flags left and right about this place but they're still drawn to it like flies. Hoping to escape nuclear holocaust when that actually might be a better fate than what these dumb whores will experience within the walls of Vault 00.

   Abel and the other two, James and Elliot, could all see what was happening on the inside with their Pip-Boys. She had held her breath longer than most of the others just trying to keep conscious. That was going to be added to her file immediately. Once the vents had expelled what was left of the gas, the three security officers entered the elevator and carried her out of it directly through the door on the adjacent wall.

   This was the inventory room. They laid her out on a table, a Mr. Handy taking her weight, height, and vitals. They added this to her original file that contained everything about her in her previous life. In her new one, she was going to be a 'public use cunt.' And it was tucked away in her profile which would grow with more information each day.

   The next room was through a red door labeled 'Processing and Cleanup.' "So, we just need to dress her and take her straight to the atrium? Don't put her in with the others?" James asked, voice not even strained as they carried her toward a table.

   "Right," Abel answered, laying her on the cool, smooth sheet of steel to the right side of the room. "Now where are those scissors? She's going to look a lot cuter without all these clothes."

   Elliot handed the scissors over to Abel, turning to increase the lighting focused on their sweet, new victim. "Don't forget to take pictures for the inventory."

   "Ok, ok." Abel grumbled, cutting through all the layers until he got to her panties, which he narrowly avoided. Those, he slid off of her petite frame, saving them as the Overseer had requested.

   Next was a douche and enema, followed by a skin smoothing chemical bath to kill any outside contaminants and remove the majority of her body hair. Or maybe it was just so that their skin itched when they woke up. Either way, it made for a funny joke.

   "Ya know..." Elliot began, a sinister way in his tone, "She's due for the public atrium, anyway. There's no reason we couldn't take a ride right now, is there?" He was just so turned on by her rosy, bouncy tits that he couldn't help himself. He was already rubbing her pussy the second she was out of the bath.

   James chuckled, looking over her lips and neck, seeing the small signs that she was still breathing well. She was already positioned right on the table and the bit of red hair she had just above her cunt was beyond tempting. Even Abel was staring at her, imagining the look on her face when she woke up, sore and unable to walk from her raping.

   "Let's make it quick," Abel said, groaning from the boner growing in his pants. "We have 45 minutes until the next arrival... I guess that's enough time for all of us... Make it quick."

~ ~ ~

July 17th, 2076 – 1:55 P.M.



   "Yoko. Since you were a baby I knew that you were such a smart girl. Just the fact that you've decided to carry on when the rest of the world seems to have decided to march to a grave. You're the bravest person I've ever met..."

   Yoko could barely speak, the tears in her eyes were threatening to become obvious in her voice. The last thing she wanted to do was cry when her father was telling her how brave she was. The man had spent a few years in China, fighting, but got sent home for some reason he didn't talk about to anyone. Not even her. "Dad, I..." she tried to speak but just couldn't.

   "It's okay to be scared, dear. I know I would be... no matter how large that hole in the ground is... it's still a hole in the ground," he just hoped this talk wouldn't make her more afraid to go than she already was. She is a beautiful girl, and as her only parent, it's his job to make sure she's safe. Even if it means giving her up. "The last thing I want to do is watch you leave, Yoko. But to have you die when you can save yourself would be..." She sees the tear roll down his face and now she can't stop crying, either, "I'm the proudest father..."

   "C-can we talk about something else, please? Something a little more happy, maybe?"

   "Sure," her dad answered, though he had not a clue what to say, now. "What are the vaults like?"

~ ~ ~

July 17th, 2076 – 6:17 P.M.


   They were a few minutes late. Nothing to worry about. Some of the others have been a bit later. Ezra Belic, Overseer of Vault 00 gave them the same tour that he'd given to the other women, so far. Though he had to watch himself. He didn't expect Yoko's dad to drive her here, though that is also not a problem. Once inside the elevator, no one out here will be able to hear her, no matter how loud she decides to scream.

   "Your home is beautiful, Mr. Belic," Yoko's dad told him, looking around the place, astounded. It's hard for him to believe there is such a large structure sitting just underneath.

   "Please. Just Ezra. I'm happy that your daughter accepted her spot in Vault 00. We really need as many biologists as we can fit down here to make sure we can supply the Vault with enough food once the reserves eventually run out."

   He gets a worried look on his face, "And when exactly are you expecting that to happen, Ezra?"

   "A minimum of ten years. If our dwellers wait to start building families, then possibly fifteen. There's just no way to know, exactly. But we will have plenty of time to prepare for that." He tells with the utmost confidence. As they walk through the massive vault door, both Yoko and her dad watched the mechanism with awe shining through their eyes.

   That calms both of them down quite a bit. Yoko sighed as Ezra leads them to the elevator that will take her down to Vault 00. Her new, quite permanent home. There are still tears in Yoko's eyes as she hugged her father, speaking their last goodbyes in Japanese. "I'll always think about you," Yoko tells him, but he's speechless. He never thought he would have to say goodbye to her.

   "So will I," he whispers, unable to say anything louder than that.

   When she let go, and turned around the elevator door had already been opened and waiting for her, she steps in, the air already felt stale and when she looked back at her weeping father who was doing everything he could to keep it together. The doors slowly closed behind her and Yoko found herself choking back tears, as well. She always wanted him to think she's happy, even if the happiness is bittersweet.

   But the elevator doors closed and the box began to move downward through the levels of the vault, but it seemed like Nelly could smell something in the air. Almost like a residue floating about her, sniffing as she realized that it could be some sort of gas that had been released into this place before. She darted to the elevator panel to smack the panic button, but sees that there isn't one. "Dad!" she tried to scream but the panels on top of both the doors read as she passed both the first and second floors, stopping in silence on the third.

   Already, fresh gas was being pumped into the elevator and Yoko can feel it weighing on her eyes. Terror flooded her heart... there's no way her dad could have heard.

~ ~ ~

   Abel and Elliot restlessly waited outside the doors for the vents to finish pushing all of that gas out of the elevator before they moved on the new, little biologist. She's a little Asian girl, Japanese if Abel can tell the difference correctly, and so petite that she barely stands at 5'2".

   They did the same with her as the others, carrying her through to the inventory and processing room. Taking pictures of her naked, slender body, bathing it in chemicals before they began to inspect her more fully. Spreading her labia to look at her clit and hole.

   "So, Yoko Namigawa... let's see," Elliot groans as he uses a terminal to bring up her file. "Another public slut... Though, she has duties other than breeding... It seems Belic has her pinned to the second hydroponics room. Good to know." He clicks through the specific instructions listed and smiles, "We still take her to the atrium for now, though."

   Abel is listening to Elliot speak, all while his hands roam over Yoko's petite body, her smaller breasts and tight pussy. "It's 6:45. Let's just get her down there and wait for the next one... We'll have to greet her later..."

~ ~ ~

July 17th, 2076 – 6:52 P.M.


   Her eyes fluttered open against her better judgment. It was her head that wouldn't let her stay asleep, skull splitting with a headache and her skin burned just about everywhere. She didn't recognize much around her, just that she was laying on a metal floor without a blanket or anything to keep her warm and that her wrists, ankles and neck seemed to be weighed down with metal.

   She groaned, hearing the sound of a door sliding open and the sound of two men talking as they carried another girl in. She jerked her body and was stopped, her wrists cuffed together, attached to a chain less than six inches long that was hooked onto the floor. She whimpered when she tries to move her ankles but they were locked in heavy shackles that wouldn't let her move.

   And then she watched them, carrying in a small Asian girl she's never seen before who is knocked unconscious the same way that she had been. She was afraid to say anything to the men, who pretty much ignored her, laying still on the floor, as they chained up the other girl the same way she is chained to the floor. Her heart is beating a million beats per second as she watches, hoping that they don't notice her. Of course they had to remember that she's here but if they just leave, her life would be greatly improved.

   Able attached the shackles to Yoko's legs and his eyes are drawn to the last public cunt they brought in, her eyes open, terrified, and staring at them as if they were predators. Which, they were, and the look she gave them made him puff his chest in a display of power.

   "Well, well... a little rabbit's awake..." He spoke as an observation, speaking to Elliot, ignoring that she was a person worth talking to. "Can you move?" he asks, taunting her as she pulled her chain tight and stared at him silently, vulnerable and terrified.

   Once the other girl's legs were fully shackled and weighed down to the floor, Able stood and steppped toward her, watching as she stopped herself from shrieking, now at the end of the chain... "Nelly, is it?" If her face wasn't pale before, then it's ghost white, now.

   He smiled at her reaction to him when he approached her, his face sinister, grinning as he grabber her by hair and made her look at his eyes. "I think you're really cute, you know..." Nelly whimpered and sobbed the tighter he pulled her scalp back. “But that might not actually work out for so so well... knowing me...” he taunted with a laugh. She sobbed so hard that her naked tits jiggled violently, that movement combined with the sound of her wailing makes Able so horny that he can hardly stand it. "So I'm just gonna put a baby in your belly..."

   Tears roll as she called out in horror, "No!"

   Nelly jerked and twitched, screamed and shuddered but nothing would break the metal holding her down. Able got behind her, pulled her hips up, pushed her against the metal floor and forced her knees apart, forcing her to show her cunt to the cock he's about to slam her with. "Stop! Stop!!!" she pitifully screamed, breaking inside when she heard him laughing as he fully, viciously raped her, not even caring for the pain of being suddenly ripped into.

   Her legs quivered from the assault, her screaming growing louder and more sorrowful as he continued pounding away in her cunt, swelling when he thinks about blowing inside her. Impregnating her, making her a real woman. "Aaarrgghhhh..." he growled violently, pumping deep and ragged as he spewsd, his cum leaking out and onto the floor but he buried his cock as deep as it will go, right against her cervix.

   Able patted her hips as he slowly pulled out, pushing back in one more time before he was actually done with her, leaving her sobbing on the floor. The two men walked out, laughing about what they've been doing to the girls they bring in, mentioning that there's still thirty nine to go, making sure Nelly heard everything before they had left the atrium. Nelly pulled harder on her chains, but it only made the flesh beneath the cuffs raw and burn.

   "Don't do that..." a quiet, weak voice spoke to her and Nelly freezes, looking for the feminine voice that just spoke to her. "They'll check your wrists and p-punish you if they think you've been trying to escape..." Eventually, Nelly shifted her weighed down feet to realize that the girl is behind her but she's in different bondage. She was in cuffs around both wrists and ankles, as well as a thick collar with a box hanging off of it. From the cuffs and the collar were chains that kept her tethered to the wall behind her, but she also didn't have a lot of room to move about.

   "Who... who are you?" Nelly asked, her head still hurting and between her legs throbbed in it's dampness.

   She didn't answer, her mind is more full of thought, as if she's had to correct the way she speaks about herself. And she sighed, whispering her name, "Sasha... but... never call me that or... I'll get punished for it... please..."

   Nelly's face is paler as she slowly begins to understand a bit more around her, and the men who've trapped her here, sitting up as far as the chains will let her. "I... I won't... b-but... why... why is this..." she almost can't stop herself from crying. "What just... h-happened..."

   "You were lied to," Sasha told her, frankly. There was no more room for trying to protect anyone. It would only cause the girls in here more pain in the long run, letting them think there's a way out. "This is... basically, a sex dungeon..." Sasha sighed as that statement made Nelly sob, but she can't really judge. She remembered sobbing quite the same way when Ezra first kidnapped her. Now she's mostly numb to the things that's done to her.

   Nelly understood the words but, still, she didn't want to accept a word of it, even though she was just raped right here in the floor, in front of Sasha, beside another unconscious girl. "B-but... Why!?"

   This is a question they'll all ask for a while, and one Sasha had been conditioned, violently, to not ask, anymore. "They... they think this is the right way to live. I've heard Ezra say 'create a new society', 'a world for men', 'a more civilized way to operate' and so much more. It's not civilized... not at all..."

   Nelly's body is exhausted after the rape, too tired to hold her position in the uncomfortable manner she has to twist to even look at Sasha, so she let herself lay on the hard floor, staring at the Asian girl who still seemed to have some of her peace intact. Her eyes fluttered and moved, as if she knew something was wrong. But she doesn't yet know how wrong it really is.







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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #18 on: September 23, 2018, 02:39:49 PM »
Great addition!




I'm not usually into the whole 'impregnation' fantasy but THIS breeding thing is getting my motor running for sure!




Thank You!






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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #19 on: October 31, 2018, 09:32:44 AM »
This is ridiculously good. But no props to you JUST for writing in my favorite game series; it's EVERYBODY'S favorite game series here.  ;)  But BIG props for everything else, from concept to plot to individual characterization. I only wonder if the "private funding" subplot is strictly necessary; this seems like EXACTLY the sort of sadistic Nazi-esque "experiment" Vault-Tech management would cream their jeans over, and authorize in a gnat's heartbeat.  :evil:

Of course, this abundant praise doesn't mean I have no criticisms.  ;)  Mostly, though, they're simple, mechanical critiques. First, you really need to run your stories through a Spell Check. Honestly, just write the damned things in any modern word processing program with Spell Check turned on, and then copy-paste the whole thing to the board. You ought to be doing that in one direction or another anyway, just in the name of preserving an offline copy of your work.

Similarly, you should probably beg, bribe or kidnap somebody to proof your work for grammar, particularly tenses. Very little drags me out of a story faster than sudden, unexplained changes from past to present tense, and you seem to have some weaknesses there.

Finally, I have a request for an idea I'd have used myself if I'd ever decided to create a Fallout RP or fanfic of my own: I would LOVE to see a "Mr Handsy" model Mr Handy ... one designed and programmed to control, degrade, molest and restrain Vault 00's female population, to demonstrate to them that even MACHINES have more authority than women do. They could even have a few extra arm-tentacles added so the Overseer can equip them with (detachable or not) dildos, butt plugs, cattle prods ...
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Nets, Tasers ...

Star Wars-style torture droid hypodermics ...
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« Last Edit: October 31, 2018, 09:39:16 AM by death2uall »
"I want to breed with you because our children would have the intelligence of Stephen Hawking, the stamina of young werewolves, the conscience of komodo dragons, and the forgiving, pacific nature of Genghis Khan". -death2uall, to Ingenue

"For a people who invented absinthe and blowjobs, sometimes the French can be a drag."  --Richard Kadrey, Aloha from Hell

"She is starting to damage my calm!"  -- Jayne, Serenity

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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #20 on: October 31, 2018, 11:50:52 AM »
Thanks for the criticisms, @death2uall

these are some things that I will definitely think about, as I've been trying to do some editing to the whole thing in general. once I'm happy with what I've done I'll probably re-upload the chapters, along with the update I'm currently working on.

Honestly though, the program I normally use to type with is supposed to come with an auto spell check, but for some reason it's got this glitch and randomly doesn't work on certain documents. I have no clue why. It doesn't make sense and Vault 00 just so happens to be one, so I'll run it though a spell check, as well. Thanks for pointing that out or I would have never noticed  :laughgrin:

And I am looking forward to writing in some special robot chapters, not just for sexual torture but experimental tortures, as well :evil: But I won't give too many of my ideas away here. ya'll just gonna have to wait  :bateyes:

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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #21 on: October 31, 2018, 12:08:20 PM »
Just please please please name it Mister Handsy ...  *bats eyes*   :bateyes:   :whistle:
"I want to breed with you because our children would have the intelligence of Stephen Hawking, the stamina of young werewolves, the conscience of komodo dragons, and the forgiving, pacific nature of Genghis Khan". -death2uall, to Ingenue

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"She is starting to damage my calm!"  -- Jayne, Serenity

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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #22 on: November 25, 2018, 11:51:04 PM »
Sooooooo ... you playing Survival Mode with this one, or is even death no escape for these poor girls?  :evil: :rofl:

(I've been playing Fallout Shelter on my phone for about three days now; I think I'm addicted.
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"I want to breed with you because our children would have the intelligence of Stephen Hawking, the stamina of young werewolves, the conscience of komodo dragons, and the forgiving, pacific nature of Genghis Khan". -death2uall, to Ingenue

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"She is starting to damage my calm!"  -- Jayne, Serenity

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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #23 on: November 26, 2018, 06:46:16 AM »
Sooooooo ... you playing Survival Mode with this one, or is even death no escape for these poor girls?  :evil: :rofl:

(I've been playing Fallout Shelter on my phone for about three days now; I think I'm addicted.
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Oh my god I have Fallout shelter on steam and I've been playing it almost two weeks XD

I'm working in a lot of RC members into my dweller population, too, and I might even post pics of them eventually XD

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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #24 on: December 30, 2018, 11:40:50 AM »
I don't know anything about Fallout (I suck at video games) but this story is so absolutely delicious! I'm looking forward to more chapters! Great job @darkfantasygirl  :*

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« Reply #25 on: January 04, 2019, 09:05:36 PM »
@LaMusica I suck at video games too. Luckily, the first two Fallout games are NOT video games. They're role playing games that require NO hand-eye coordination or reflex speed at all. And the third, Fallout Tactics, is a turn-based tactical combat game that also needs no coordination or reflexes. I recommend them highly for that reason alone.  ;)
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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #26 on: January 19, 2019, 06:28:27 AM »
(niche warning: this chapter contains themes of incest)






July 10th, 2076 – 1:00 P.M.



   Jasper Edwards was the man Ezra chose to be the head engineer of Vault 00. And he'd proven his worth to him, not only in their professional life, but in their personal lives, as well. He wouldn't have picked Jasper if he didn't think he could trust him, and so when Jasper stood in his office, making a request that, by all means, goes against Vault-tec requirements for the creation of this vault, Ezra knew what the answer should be. However, Ezra stood over his desk, thought over the request made by his friend, and he finds himself unable to say no. Not to the man who captured his precious Sasha.

   "Do you have a picture of her? I want to know what this sister of your looks like."

   Jasper smirked at the Overseer, reaching into his pocket for a wallet that does contain a picture of his sister, Juliet. Ezra took the folded picture to see what seemed to be a candid picture of the girl. Slender with blonde, curly hair just like Jasper's, with a wide, voluptuous ass covered over by a thin nightie. "Of course, you know me. I'll share her like another breeding mare. I just want control of what happens to her, here... she is my sister, after all. I'll love her more than any of the other cunts you fill this place up with."

   Ezra couldn't take his eyes off the blonde haired, blushing girl, her tits perky, though not terribly large. That was his only complaint about Jasper's sister, but understood well that not everyone shares his affinity for extra large breasts. "Bring her straight to this office. Once she's behind that vault door, there should be no denying what is here. Have you 'had' her, yet?"

   This is where Jasper's face turned sinister. "Maybe... a couple times when she was passed out, drunk... but, that was almost fourteen years ago..." and Ezra smiled at his head engineer, handing him the picture and waited for him to replace it.

   "The kind of betrayal you're about to commit will be beautiful. D-D and I will be waiting for you to return with her." The Overseer informed Jasper. He'd never been so excited about anything in his life when he turned and left the office, heading back to the surface to make a phone call.

~ ~ ~

   The phone was ringing too damn long. There was a diner in the town just four miles out from Ezra's mansion, the unassuming location for Vault 00. This is where Jasper has chosen to come to call Juliet, not only because it's a popular and often times full establishment, but because he loved the food at this little family owned burger stand. Just about everything on the menu, except for the deep-fried salmon, or really anything else that's 'fishy'.

   He planned to eat here. But when Juliet's answering machine picked up for the second time, Jasper threw the phone back on the receiver, thew another quarter in the slot, and called her back, for the third time. After this one, he was going to eat a bite, then go to find her, himself. Jasper breathed hard as the phone goes back to ringing, ringing, again, ringing...

   He was just about to slam it back down when he finally heard his sister's voice, out of breath. "H-hello?" she spoke, frantically.

   Jasper was surprised, though happy to hear her at all, but also curious about what she had been doing that made her so out of breath. "Juliet! What took so long to answer," he asked, concerned.

   "Jesus fuck, Jass. You sounded like dad. I was... uhh... in the shower... why does it matter?"

   He rolled his eyes as he shifted on his feet in the back room of the restaurant. With the way she was getting defensive, he'd almost guess that she was fucking someone. "Look... I... I got you a spot in a Vault... You understand?"

   She hesitated for a short while, but he could hear her faint, nervous breathing. She sounded confused, excited, and possibly sad, as well. "But... what? Why? With you?" she asked, not sounding nearly as happy about it as what Jasper would have thought she would be.

   "Yes. Is something wrong with that?" he asked, wondering if he's going to have to go after her, anyway. "Juliet?" he asked when she didn't say anything for another few minutes, again.

   She gasped, quietly. "Yes, no, I'm sorry. C-can I bring s-someone with me?"

   Jasper bit his tongue. So, she was fucking someone... "Yes, you can," Jasper lied to Juliet. If it will make it easier to get her inside, so be it. He'll just have to deal with the bastard that's fucking his sister when he goes to get her. "Are you home? I'll come get you."

   She seemed far more relaxed as she spoke, now. "Yeah. We'll be ready," Juliet said to him and hung up the phone. Jasper licked his lips, knowing that she's acting funny but he was confident that he could turn that around very shortly. But, internally he was seriously wondering how he wanted to deal with a boyfriend, or whatever he was to her. Kill him? Jasper hadn't been planning on making this a watered down transition for Juliet, but to traumatize her that badly, no. That would just be a bad idea.

   However, there was a whole Vault not too far from the restaurant he sat in, filled with men who would be glad to help him. He walked quickly to the front cashier Mr. Handy. "I'm placing an order. Two of the special American burgers with onion rings and strawberry milkshake to go. Put a five minute hold on it, I'll be back to pick it up."

   "Yes, sir," the robot announced in it's specialized voice designed to make humans more comfortable interacting with it. "Your American burgers will be ready and waiting when you return."

~ ~ ~


July 10th, 2076 – 1:49 P.M.


   So Jasper hurried back to Vault 00, requesting the assistance of Abel Maddox, chief of security. He and Jasper would escort Juliet into Vault 00, with or without her cooperation after they do something about her lover. The two stop back in to the diner for the food Jasper ordered, and were on their way for a three hour drive to get his sister, and a three hour drive back.

   "So, what I'm getting off you is," Abel continued the conversation of what they are doing and why. "That, you don't want to have to kill your sister's boyfriend so she doesn't see you as the asshole that killed him..."

   Jasper nodded, not liking the idea seeming so simple out of Abel's mouth, but what has to happen is just that, "That about sums it up, yeah."

   Abel smiled, "And you want me to be the asshole that kills her boyfriend?"

   "That would be ideal," he wasn't holding back on his intentions at all, but neither was Abel. It was quite obvious that the idea excited the cruel asshole.

   Jasper even heard a chuckle come from Abel's mouth and his own lips curled into a smirk. "That won't be a problem at all..."

~ ~ ~


July 10th, 2076 – 5:00 P.M.


   Jasper turned the car off after they pulled up in front of the house that the twins grew up in together. Their parents had passed away a few years ago, but Jasper was doing well in his field and it just made sense for Juliet to get this house. Now, it didn't much matter, anyway.

   Abel was the first to get out of the car. Jasper hesitated with nervousness, wondering how she'd take everything, what it would be like to be inside her body. To take it by force... maybe she'd submit to it... At any rate, Abel was waiting for him right outside of his door. "Are you going to keep daydreaming about her or are you going to go feel for yourself?"

   Jasper breathed and nodded, gathering himself and the two walked up to Juliet's door. Before Jasper could even knock, the door was answered but not by Juliet. It was a short, scrawny, petite black girl with a silver nose hoop and a green streak in her black, straightened hair. She looked up at Jasper in surprise, acting like she recognized him instantly when he knew for a fact that he had never even seen her.

   "Oh, Jasper. You're Juliet's brother. Wow," she acted so surprised when Juliet came up behind the girl with two suitcases and two saddle bags.

   "Told you we're identical," she said to her, planting a kiss on her right cheek. Both Jasper and Abel hold in their excitement. "You two can take these bags to the car so Sarah and I can get the rest of it, right?" Juliet asked with just the right amount of polite and expecting them to just do it because she asked. That and she gave those eyes that somehow requested and demanded that they do as they were told.

   Jasper elbowed Able in his side and the two each picked up a suitcase or a bag in each arm and walked back to the car. Once they were far enough away, Abel exclaims in a hushed voice, "I thought you said it was a boyfriend..."

   Jasper couldn't get the excitement or the smile off his face. "I thought it was..."

   "This is too fucking great... and your sister's a fucking lesbian. How fucking hot is that!" Able laughed as they got the bags into the trunk and closed it. "What's the plan, now?"

   He looked up and saw that the two were already coming down the steps, each with a purse and another, larger saddle bag. "Let them get in the car... Then you can use the gun in the center console to play with them while we head back to the Vault." He took a pause when he saw he didn't have much time to talk before the two reached the car. "Don't hurt Juliet," Jasper told Abel very clearly.

   When the two got closer to the car, Abel held the door open for the two of them, watching intently the curves of their bodies as they climbed into the car, particularly the little one Juliet called Sarah. Her skirt was far too short and rode up to show most of her ass when she got in and already he was wishing it wasn't another three hours back to the only place he wanted to be.

   Once the two were safely buckled inside the car, Jasper initiated the child safety locks and began driving back to Vault 00. Abel decided to not act on his immediate instincts, choosing to wait for them to become comfortable before introducing the gun. But he does look back, occasionally, making no secret that he's checking both of the girls out, "Sooo... I'm Abel, security chief of Vault 00. I'll be going over a few protocols on the way. We've had a few drop outs in Vault attendance so Jasper, here, pulled a few strings and found a seat for you, Juliet. Maybe even your... uhh... little wifey, here..."

   The girls looked at each other, confused and questioning the way Abel was speaking to them. It's professional, then suddenly it's not, running right on the line of being a security chief and being a damn asshole. "Uhm," Juliet started, already starting a disapproving attitude with him. Jasper took note of everything in his head. "I don't know what that's supposed to mean, but okay. What are your protocols?"

   Jasper turned off the main highway, opting to start taking more less-traveled roads to avoid being seen, should Abel decide to get that gun out. The air in the car became more tense, and as Juliet became more upset, Sarah, her petite, black girlfriend became more frightened. The difference was that Juliet believed that her younger brother would stop this man if he got too perverted with her. Sarah didn't have reason to trust either one of them...

   Abel started talking, again. "Well, typically we make sure that none of the entrants are carrying a weapon of any kind... Of course, we'll do some blood tests, and fertility tests, to make sure you can conceive. And then... you'll be assigned a room." Abel smirked, knowing that they'd be assigned a man, the room just comes with the man. “You aren't carrying any weapons? Are you?” he asked with a smirk on his face that made Juliet scowl at him.

   “Why would we have brought any weapons?” she asked as if disgusted by the idea of them. Mostly, her first thought was why would she need a weapon with her brother involved?

   Abel ignored her question altogether. Not that he didn't hear it, of course. He simply got the information he was fishing for. “Good, good...” he groaned to himself and turned back to face forward, though still turning his head back to look at the two. He made no secret about it.

   Jasper kept peeking up at Juliet through the rear view mirror, as well, pleased with her confused aversion to Abel. It'll be really hot to see that face when she sees him naked, or better yet, to see her twin brother naked and coming for her. It becomes even more exciting after her eyes also glance at his through the mirror. He's never seen her so speechless before.

   Abel just couldn't take his eyes off the two, however, thinking of them naked, pressed against each other, writhing, kissing... It's a scene that got him hard. Like a lot of things do. "So, how'd you two meet? Seems like there's an age difference between you."

   Juliet, still stunned, not only by Abel's far too personal interest in them, but that Jasper hasn't asked him to calm down or back off, even though she's pretty sure she's given him "the look" four times, already. She always did this to him when they were in high school when a boy she didn't like wouldn't leave her alone, and he'd come in and either distract him so she could leave, or simply ask him to back off. So far, nothing like that has happened.

   Sarah, on the other hand, hadn't picked up much on Abel's creepy behavior, other than his staring, and immediately started talking about what he asked. "Well, actually it was in a library. See, I'm a college student and I was studying the Renaissance era of art, but she was..." Juliet elbowed Sarah in her side and the girl suddenly remembered herself and where they were. "Ahem... She was studying physiology for a job she'd been hired for." It was a lie, and a terrible one that everyone in the car recognized, and Juliet rolled her eyes.

   She tried giving him those eyes, again, now becoming more and more worried as Abel's eyes zoned in on Sarah. He wanted her, badly, and Juliet could tell. But Abel sat forward and leaned back in his seat. The three hours would pass soon... And then she'd have the chance to strangle Jasper over this.

~ ~ ~

   The sun was setting while they pulled up to Ezra's manor. The air about the place was strange, like there was something malevolent going on here. But the two girls ignored it for multiple reasons. For their safety, well being... ability to live together rather than die together. The thing that had put Juliet off the most has been the way Jasper was acting, staying silent, yet making eye contact with her when she most needed to know what was going on and then blowing her off like she was nothing. This wasn't like him at all.

   They all exited the car at about the same time, and Jasper looks back at his sister and her girlfriend, "Don't worry about your bags right now, we can send security back for it tomorrow morning. Right now let's just worry about processing before it gets too much later."

   This didn't throw up a red flag for them as it maybe should have, and so they simply grabbed their purses and followed Jasper and Abel inside the mansion. "Hey," Sarah stopped them once they were behind the doors. "I'm kind of nervous and need to pee..."

   Jasper rolled his eyes, but Abel turned to them with a wide, ingenuine smile. "Sure thing, sweety," he said, wishing he could just grit his teeth. It was about to happen. His self control was going to break any minute, now. "Go down that hall there," he tells her, pointing to the left to a wide corridor. "At the end, just hurry. We don't want to keep our processing unit up all night..."

   Juliet scoffs as Abel chuckles as his own sentence, cleverly, suddenly turning the context of 'unit' into a penis joke. But she turned her back and ignored the idiot, Abel, whom she doesn't think very highly of, anyway, and confronted Jasper the only way she knew how. And that was to be blunt about it. "Look, I've been with Sarah for a little while now and she's really sensitive to me getting angry. So just tell me what the hell's going on, and why you've been letting asshole over here make perverted comments at me and my girlfriend all day."

   Abel was stunned, or was very good at pretending to be, at her calling him an asshole. "Hey, don't be a bitch..." Abel said to her, but saw the look in Jasper's eyes telling him to back off of her, but also that they flicked back over to the bathrooms, hinting that he wanted him to leave.

   "Oh, shut the hell up," Juliet groaned at him, not bothering to look him in the face. He's far less important to her in this situation than he probably should be. Abel smiled, and nodded to Jasper and followed Sarah to the ladies bathroom.

   Jasper felt rather twitchy that this was where he was going to make his move, but it needs to be now that he'd already sicked Abel on the unfortunate girl who happened to come with them. "You want to know what's going on?" he asked Juliet, calmly, "Fine. That's understandable..." he was walking closer and her eyes were glaring in at him, wondering what kind of game he was playing with her, right now. But the closer he got, she finally realized that something is wrong with him. His eyes were glazed and he seemed to be sweating, but it doesn't stop him from wrapping his arms around his sister and forcing her lips against his own.

   She jerked away, appalled at the act and feel of such a thing, but Jasper wouldn't let go, his arms far strong enough to keep hers pinned, and rather than struggle with her, he simply pushed all of his weight into her, forcing her to fall, backwards. And while he didn't try to damage her, he did let himself land on her, knocking the air from her lungs and vision from her eyes.

   Then, as quickly as Jasper has imprisoned other girls, he didn't hesitate to grab a set of metal hand cuffs from his back pocket and got Juliet's arms cuffed behind her back. She jerked and pulled but now he's already moved on to her jeans, grabbing and ripping the button and zipper in one pull. Her legs started to kick but he is able to use her pants as a way to control her legs as he pulled them off.

   "Jasper..." she rasped from having her lungs landed on. He didn't answer her, only smiles at her black, lacy panties and long sleeve black top. Her blonde hair ruffled in a mess just makes her the most sexual woman he's ever seen and jumped on her, covering her mouth.

   "I love you," he whispered while nuzzling her neck, keeping her pinned to the floor with his weight. Juliet bucked and thrashed, but was loosing her energy quickly, forcing Jasper to use force to hold her down. "Shhh... I'll treat you better than any man in this vault would." Her eyes are nearly bulging out of her head as she listens to what her own brother is saying to her. Juliet is desperately trying to pretend that she doesn't understand what he's telling her, but deep in her mind knows that he's admitting to having incestuous thoughts about her, and now... he's acting on them...

   With one hand over her mouth, blocking out all her 'nos' Jasper allows his other to snake between her legs, pushing aside her panties to feel her mound, pushing into it's damp folds. She suddenly squeals through his hand, his fingers exploring and wriggling, making her wet against her will until his fingers have thoroughly fucked her pussy.

   She couldn't stop screaming, unable to get any traction with her legs or pull her wrists out of the cuffs, so her one, last effort involved swinging her head forward onto the bridge of his nose. The contact was painful and made him yell out, shocked and angry. He let go of her, his only instinctual reaction to the pain, and she flopped away from him, struggling with the pants around her ankles and her wrists cuffed behind her back. She just wanted out, and ran, kicking the pants off in one motion.

   But, Juliet faltered as she made a run for the door. That is, until she heard Sarah scream bloody murder from the bathrooms. "no..." she whimpered, and turned around,  saw her brother standing in the way and her lips trembled to see him holding his nose as he yelled in an angry sort of pain. "Jasper..." she stated, trying to seem confident but there's nothing about this situation that's okay. "Let me go to her..." she said to him with a commanding tone, taking a step to gauge his reaction.

   Of course he followed her, letting her know that won't be happening, no matter how she changed her attitude with him. "And then what? Let Able rape you, too? He's more than capable, let me assure you of that right fuckin' now."

   Juliet's face went pale, seeing that Jasper was going to waste no time getting to her, and she did the one thing she didn't want to do... She made the decision to turn and run... leave Sarah... get away from her brother. It was her worst nightmare come true! And there was still so far to run, an entire parlor and the entrance foyer to the mansion! She could hear his footsteps echoing louder than even her own breathing as he chased after her, the burn of her tears a disgrace in her eyes.

   And then there was the skim of Jasper's hand on her arm. He was going to catch up to her, her worst fear screamed out at her! She could hear him growling, panting, even over her own squeal before a firm hand grabbed her arm and dragged her down to the floor. Juliet kicked and screamed, for the first time in her life actually trying to hurt her brother. But, what else was she supposed to do?

   "Let me go! Jasper, don't do this, for fuck's sake!!" she screamed, only to hear him laugh in response. And this was no funny laugh. He sounded malicious, determined, possessive. Whatever he'd been working on here hasn't been good for him and she could tell. Would tell him that herself if she didn't have to defend herself from being raped.

   His left hand ripped her lace panties down her legs, making her sob and scream out at once. Jasper had broken a sweat and was getting more aggressive by the second. He was grinding his teeth, grunting in frustration as he had to really work to hold her down, still kicking. "I don't wanna have to hurt you, Juliet! Don't think I fucking won't!!"

   Her mind was being clouded with fear, anger, resentment. What did he just threaten? To hurt her? "I won't let you! Fuck you!!"

   Jasper's left hand pinned Juliet to the floor as she writhed, sweating and jerking as he reached with his right hand to his back pocket. It was a small, hand-held device with a single, white button on it and two prongs at the end. As soon as it was in her vision, Jasper pressed the button and it shocks, creating a blue flash and a cracking noise right in front of her face. She stopped moving for a second, looking at him in disbelief.

   "Jasper... wait, just stop for a second..." she begged, twisting her wrists and laid her legs on the floor, squeezed together as tightly as she could muster.

   He didn't say anything to her, though, just licked his lips at her new-found submission and straddled her hips, pressed the prongs against her side, right under her rib, and his fingers hovered over the buttons. He noted that she held her breath, expecting him to just shock her, which gave him a hard on the likes of which he'd never had. Never had he really gotten off to something so violent but it felt like that's about to change as he just pushed the button, holding it down for at least two seconds as a scream ripped from her lips and her body convulsed under him.

   Juliet gasped once it was over, choking and sputtering as she sobbed. "Please... please don't!! Not ag--" and Jasper shocked her, just barely an inch to the side, longer, pushing harder into her flesh. Her squeal broke off as she lost her breath and writhed as if in a seizure.

   Jasper let off of her before he hurt her too bad, and once she had some control again, all she could do was sob beneath him. "What'll it be, Juliet? I got a lot of charge left."

   She was strained and in pain, panting and heart beating out of control. There was no way she was going to agree to fucking Jasper! And she growled, spitting at him, "I'll never let you fuck me!"

   He let his teeth shine through his smile, pressing the taser into the small of her back. "I'll still fuck you whether you 'let' me or not... Please just make this easier," he spoke to her as if he had any mercy. "I promise I'll never taze you again... if you just beg me to fuck you..." She didn't say a word, tightening up every few seconds, expecting to be shocked over and over again. But it didn't happen. Not yet.

   "J-Jasper... i-if you do this... I s-swear to God it will be my life's goal... to cut your fucking cock off and shove it so far up your ass that everyone will be calling you a fucking girl..." And just when he thought she might be going to break and do as she was told, too...

   It didn't even take a second of his reaction time to press the button and send painful jolts of electricity right into his sister's spine, making her tense up and almost foam at the mouth from pain. And when he released it, she was left all but limp, crying as Jasper forced her legs apart. "We could have done this easily... in private, on a nice, soft bed but no... you wanted me to rape you on the floor."

   Juliet couldn't respond to him, hearing him spit, likely on his dick, look for her slit with his fingers, position himself in the one place she never thought he would be interested in. She just grit her teeth and took it, already thinking of ways to stab him to death. Then, when he pushed inside, Juliet heard this low moan, a possessive noise that incited a raw fear into her. His arm wrapped around her neck, giving him the leverage he needed to bury deep inside his sister. "I dreamed about this, you know... my first orgasm was thinking about you... hell, you gave me the boner, completely by accident. We were just kids and, well, you hadn't learned how to wear skirts yet and just kept flashing these bright pink and blue striped panties. I couldn't stop it it if I wanted to."

   Juliet did everything in her power to not hear the disgusting bullshit her brother was growling in her ear, but every one of his movements heightened all of her senses. The part of her brain that detected danger was going haywire and he wouldn't stop. Wouldn't stop talking and wouldn't stop fucking her. "You thought you were so safe with me, didn't you?" he licked her face to her neck and she just recoiled in disgust. "What about your drinking problem in high school? Do you remember any of that?"

   Her eyes got wide, knowing full well how dangerously close she got to alcoholism back when she was 17 and 18. "You didn't..." she whimpered, suddenly feeling like she might have vomited.

   Jasper chuckled at her, gripped down onto her shoulders to add the torque he needed to slam all the way inside her, loving the way she held back her moans. As if she didn't feel everything he was doing to her. "Maybe once or twice... I'm surprised you never remembered." Juliet was sobbing harder than she ever had in her entire life, feeling like everything she ever knew or loved was being taken from her. "And if it makes you feel any better... you're just as tight thirteen years later..."

   He pinned Juliet harder into the floor, taking more angled, slower thrusts and her legs started twitching... "And I still remember how to do that..." Jasper taunted with an evil grin on his face.

   "No! NO!!" Juliet frantically screamed but to no use. She could feel her juices flowing even when her toes dug into the floor. "Please, Jasper, please!!!"

   "I know you want it... Oh, God, I can feel your insides just throbbing... you fucking love this!" He said it more like a command. A command that she should love it. Didn't matter how she actually felt about it, even as he pushed her head into the hard marble floor.

   The control, the power he's had over his sister after all these years was driving him insane, his own legs twitching as he approached orgasm. And then her belly grew tight and she just groaned, more ashamed of herself and the way her body worked than she'd ever been. But it was her orgasm that set his off, and his seed exploded into her pussy while her orgasm tried to push his cock out of her. She just groaned and her eyes rolled back into her head.

   She didn't see, but Abel was standing at the threshold of the hall, watching as Jasper came deep inside of his own sister. He smirked, holding tight the pretty thing's girlfriend on one arm while she trembled, make-up smeared down her face, cum smeared down her thighs, clothes ripped and barely covering her. She was one mess but he had to hand it to the lesbian bitch. She didn't cum...





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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #27 on: January 23, 2019, 06:44:25 PM »
@darkfantasygirl. you have an AMAZING talent for plot twists that are ... well, twisted. :evil: Nice work. + Rep'cause ... lesbian incest rape.  ;)
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Re: Vault 00
« Reply #28 on: February 07, 2020, 11:12:08 PM »
Oh my God girl! This story...mmm...I absolutely loved it! I'm sad to see that nothing has been added since last January though. But I do know how writer's block can be...I was having trouble there for awhile with my story "Daddy's Little Sex Slave" along with my roleplays.


Speaking of scenarios to roleplay, this story has really got my juices flowing (both figuratively AND literally! :) ).
 I would really love to do a roleplay on this story...maybe even make it a Group Roleplay, hmm? Only with you blessing, of course!


Hoping and wishing to read a continuation!
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