Page 17 of Resistant

“Fuck,” he mutters.

His cock begins throbbing deep in my mouth and I swallow him down again and again. He’s groaning and pushing himself in shallow thrusts trying to prolong the orgasm. Hot spurts of his come coat my throat and I keep still, so I don’t choke.

I wait and he pulls me off him and his cock makes a popping noise as he pulls free from my lips. His chest is heaving, and he’s sucking in air and staring at me.

His eyes are soft, and his gaze is penetrating. It’s possessive and I don’t like it. This feels like it’s more than a transaction. I carefully back away from him and go into the bathroom to clean up. I’m brushing my teeth and I hear the back door click shut over the water.

This time he sends me an extra 1,000 credit points, I guess for keeping him on, or was it just that good? I don’t look at his review. I don’t want to know.

My Provider sends me a message that I must be a fucking blow job champion for all this guy pays me to suck his dick. My Provider, he’s a real class act. I tell him to fuck off and close the app.

I decide to clear my schedule of appointments for a well-deserved break. I have enough credits to last us for a while if I’m careful.

I know Nathan is getting antsy with all the men coming in and out of the house at night. I can see the signs of fatigue on his face and in his stance, the stress is getting to him. So far, we’ve been lucky, no one has hurt or taken advantage of me. I’m certain that this lucky streak won’t last. Nothing good lasts in the New Reform.

I’ve come to the conclusion if men can come to my house for sex, it’s safe to be outside for a few minutes at a time.

I found a book that has recipes for medicinal uses of herbs and wild plants in the area and I’m trying to figure out what is available on my property. My feet scrunch over dead vegetation as I walk the property. The earth smells different outside than in The Before.

I have not registered any of us for the medical programs. I’m afraid that the new government health care providers might subject us to experimental treatments for The Sickness. If I can make my own medicines and tinctures, we can avoid registering for medicinal services unless there is an emergency.

There are new trial vaccines available to treat The Sickness and the numbers of women and men who are now sterile are staggering.

Rumors of water contamination have been circulating and I’m routinely testing the well to make sure there is no poison leaching into our system from the ground.

It hasn’t rained in months and is not forecast any time soon. The news says the precipitation won’t reach us because of The Gray. I’ve taken to watching the weather instead of the news when we can get the channel.

The scientists on the news all speculate how long this nuclear winter will last, but my bullshit meter is registering way off the dial.They don’t know anything at all. When the internet is up, which is almost never, I’m researching how to combat radiation sickness.

I’m heading back to the house when I hear the rumble of many big trucks coming from the main road in front of our house. Bennet is back with Knox, and I focus on Bennett to keep from looking Knox in the face. Bennett stalks towards me, his face is grim, and he hands me a manilla envelope.

“These are the draft papers for your son Nathan Evans. He is to report for duty next month. His rucksack and supplies will be provided, and a convoy will pick him up. There is another paper there from the state, revoking your parental rights for your son David Evans. The New Reform has determined that you are not a fit parent because of your vocation as a trades worker. A counselor will come to collect him, and he will be placed in a juvenile group home until he can be placed with adoptive parents. The New Reform is thankful for your cooperation, and the sacrifice of your sons. They will be provided for.”

Bennet turns and heads to the truck. I look at Knox and whatever he sees on my face makes him flinch. He turns without a word.

My plans for a break are now obliterated. I schedule an appointment with one of the elite clients for the following night.

I plan to bribe someone with my credits to erase the draft papers and revocation of my parental rights so I can keep my children.

The new client has chosen bland menu options, well as bland as they come anyway, and I find relief in that. It feels safe. My thoughts are running wild. Nathan is right. We need to leave. Something releases in my brain like a switch being flipped. I’m suddenly overcome with the urgency and immediacy of going off the grid. After my appointment, we’ll sneak out under the cover of darkness.

The rich client arrives 20 minutes late and scares the shit out of me when he opens my bedroom door. I turn on my lamp and a young man is leering at me from the side of the bed. He can’t be more than 25 and his blond hair is mussed around his face. His shirt is stained and untucked from his chinos. The dark look in his eyes terrifies me and his fists are balled at his sides, like he’s looking for a fight. I scoot back away from him, and he yanks me forward by my ankle.

“Spread your legs whore. I’ve paid for a service, and I’m here to collect.”

I kick out and ball my fists, hitting him everywhere that I can reach, and he backhands me across the face. Shock paralyzes me and I feel my lip split. My teeth feel bruised and I taste blood. I cry out.

He leers at me and pins me down with a knee on my sternum before I can scrounge up the energy to attack him again.

I’m petrified my son won’t come when he hears me screeching but I’m more petrified he will come.

“Shut up!”

He pins my arms down and his weight shifts off me. I gasp for air. I can’t scream if I can’t breathe. He rips my panties off with his free hand and shoves them in my mouth like a gag.

He scoots back, knees my legs apart and I hear his belt buckle clang and his zipper snake down. Suddenly I feel his dick pushing inside me and it burns.

I scream out but my crying is muffled by the gag. I kick out and struggle beneath him. He slaps me again in the face, and punches me in the ribs all while continuing to fuck me.

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