How could this happen? Just like that? To take and be enslaved because of a stupid mistake?

You have been asking these questions for the entire two days since your enslavement. Surprisingly, the slavers treated you quite well, even fed you, all because of your toned body and pleasant face, you could be sold dearly.

As expected, on the second day of your imprisonment, someone already bought you. The slavers tried to explain and prepare you for your new master, but your head was busy with other questions, all you heard was "one-armed", "lonely" and "Boss of the raider gang".

And so you were taken to some kind of ruined pre-war village, fenced off from a makeshift wall made of rusty pieces of metal. You are led through the gate and the whole village full of bonfires, mud and motley raiders who looked askance at you. The slavers took you tied up and naked into a house in the middle of the village and put you on your knees in the middle of the hallway, leaving the house.

The hallway of the house was spacious and a little more well-groomed than ordinary pre-war houses, but before you look around, a red-haired woman stands in front of you.

The woman appeared to be about twenty-five years old and was wearing a brown leather trench coat, a bulletproof vest, and a shirt underneath. The woman had a claw scar on her face, was missing one arm, and was blind in one eye. She exuded confidence, grinned and exhaled smoke from the cigarette she was smoking into you.