FMS/Tales from a raider/FS-Bitch1
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Revision as of 13:25, 16 June 2016
Girl known as bitch, like all other female members of her raider band. Was born from a slave of the raider group. Acts in a provocative manner, being sexually overt towards almost everyone.
After discussing and finding out story, the sexual behavior is both a coping mechanism, and is a learned way to get basic needs fulfilled, like food.
Mother died after raider choked her to death while she was approximately 6. At age 7, she found out that females get food only when males offer, as she had taken food from the raider stock and was punished by being tied to a tree and warned to be quiet, or else the deathclaws would get her. After puberty, she discovered what it meant to be a female in this tribe. Her "first" knocked out a tooth when she tried to resist. She has learned that she should be in one of two positions for any male in the group: On her back with her legs spread wide, or on her hands and knees with her raider furs pulled up.
As such, she has learned to offer herself to avoid pain as much as possible, as well as to get food, water, shelter. Mentality is still that of a child though, and hatred for the males in her band is strong. But on the surface, she acts like a wanton slut, accepting any guy who wants her, and doing anything the male raider requires.
"Hey pretty lady," the raider states as you approach her. "Need a little company?"
While you have had male and female lovers, the idea of company from her holds no appeal for you.
"No thanks," you tell her. "I just want to know a but about you."
She spreads her legs, revealing her bushy busy, and raw vagina. "Sure you do not want...something?" She says. "I could help you. I bet you taste real nice."
You shake your head no. "Sorry, I am not here for that. I want to know about you, about your life, your band, your society."
She lets out a cackle. "I bet you have gentle men. Men who make you happy."
You shake your head, not wanting to discuss your sex life with this girl.
"Let me start with your name. What is your name?"
"Bitch." She says simply.
You blink. "Hey, I asked a simple question. What is your name?"
"My name is bitch." she says. You look at her, puzzled, but finally understand she was not calling you a bitch, but was simply telling you her name.
"But, why bitch?"
"Because, we are no better than the female dogs. We are there to make men happy. We are a bitch. So, my name is bitch."
