Hank and Liz Brewer figured that they had the best job in the world: protectors for people who did not consider themselves able to cope with this new world where everybody was supposed to carry a gun for self protection. The cops were not going to help you, so you had to do it yourself. In this alternate reality, the NRA and the Tea Party had won the day, and your life was in your own hands! See if you would like to live in this version of the USA.
This story is a follow-on to The Barn, which should be read first as it is the entire basis for this story. This story starts off slow, and there is not much sex in the first half-dozen chapters.
My story is a sequel to "Chattel Acres." The original "Chattel Acres" was written by SumYunGai and QuestionMark around 1994 or thereabouts. It was a story about a dairy farm in which the cattle were human women. They were rounded up out of the "wild," branded, milked, bred, and, yes, even slaughtered (alive) for meat. Grizzly stuff!
War is Hell! I think after so many of them we found that out. When the participants are someone you love, family even, then the 'gloves' come off and the only important thing is to 'kill' the bastards before they kill you. Family, to us that had a whole new meaning. It inspired what many would think of as 'extreme' measures. Screw it, they started it, now we were going to finish it; our way.