Nuclear Locked, Part 6

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He hadn’t chopped that tree down. He knew it.

And yet David’s axe had been moved. The stump was clear evidence. And there were just branches on the ground.

No leaves. The bombs had taken care of everything living, and the winds had long ago blown the dead leaves away.

He adjusted his chastity cage. The hair growth drove him crazy sometimes. But all he could do was deal with it.

His genius girlfriend took care of that, entombing him in uncuttable metal, the only key to the lock in the same fire that consumed her.

David looked around. That much wood couldn’t just be carried. Unless they took multiple trips, they would have needed assistance to take it all. And he’d checked all the nearby houses a while ago.

All abandoned.

He eventually saw the flattened dead grass where they had dragged a bundle. Probably put it all in a tarp and dragged it to a location.

He followed the path, his gun at his side. Ready for danger.

He smelled it before he saw it, the smoke in the air rising from a nondescript house in a neighborhood maybe six miles from Old Main.

David was cautious as he approached. If they knew about him, they could have traps set up.

He approached the window and peeked in. Aside from the lack of power, you couldn’t tell he was living in a lifeless post-apocalyptic world. The room was neat and tidy. A fire was roaring in the fireplace.

That’s when he saw her walk into the room.

He ducked down. He couldn’t believe it. She was wearing a sweater, panties, and socks. She was clearly comfortable.

David’s cage stirred as his cock tried to harden, seeing his first living girl in a few months.