It's been three days, and things have drastically escalated. At first, people just thought I was a slut as I went around the shelter begging men for sex. But as I began offering more food to the other women and even bought the regeneration skill to better heal from soreness and injury, people began to notice.
I had been amassing a large amount of points with the intention of purchasing one of the higher-level abilities, but everything turned south when a group of men came to me with a woman in tow.
I recognized her immediately; she was the young woman that the thug was trying to fuck in the bathroom back then. The same thug was now holding her by her arm as he pointed towards me, the woman nodding stiffly.
I wasn't sure what was happening, but when when thug got a huge grin on his face, I knew it wasn't good.
"It looks like you've got yourself a lot of points. Surprising, since you haven't once gone and killed any of those dawned zombies. And I hear you're quite the slut." He exclaimed, my heart clenching at his words. I had no idea how he knew, but I could tell that he had something bad in mind as he stared at me with undisguised lust.
"So tell me, what is your skill then? You get points from fucking?" He asked.
He must have noticed my eyes widening as a grin spread across his face, and he grabbed me by the hair.
"That's it, isn't it? You get points for being a whore, while we all risk our lives out there. That doesn't seem very fair now, does it? I say you'd better hand those points over as compensation." He declares, yanking me harder as I tried to push him off of me.
I want to deny it, but stop myself. I know where this is going, and since they seem to have a way to tell how many points I have, there's no way to talk my way out of this.
"Alright, fine. Here, take the points," I reply, grasping his hand and willing my points to transfer to him.
I feel a pit in my stomach as I did so, losing all the work I had put into earning so many points instead of spending them as soon as I got the minimum amount.
The brute lets go of my hair as a huge grin splits his face, his eyes staring into empty space as he sees the amount of points he now has after the transfer.
I sigh, beginning to leave when his hand reaches out and grabs me.
"Where do you think you're going? Were not done yet. With your skill, we don't need to risk our lives to get stronger; we can just use you and harvest the points." He said, a vicious grin on his face as the others also approached, tearing at my clothes and groping my body as I squirmed and tried to get away.
What followed was my first gangbang. The men holding me down as they took turns fucking all my holes, even my poor, previously virgin ass wasn't spared, nor my small mouth, as they forced me to gag and splutter on their ugly cocks. My breaths were coming in sharp and ragged as my lower body became numb from the three pronged assault. Their semen instantly vanished from my body as they ejaculated inside without hesitation.
I lost track of time as the brutal train continued, my body only holding on thanks to my regeneration skill as every cock that pulled out was replaced by another, leaving me in an endless state of pain and a gradually building pleasure. My legs shook so hard from the forced orgasms that I had passed out several times, but not even that stopped them.
After some time, someone would begin shouting at me to transfer my points over, followed by intense pain when I didn't respond, until I was able to muster the mental power to will my points over to whoever was shouting.
Things calmed down eventually as the men completely emptied their balls and grew tired, allowing the gangbang to end and giving me some shuteye. But even then, some of the younger teens came along and started using my unconscious body. Their softer hands caressing my body and amateurishly humping me to the point that it was genuinely annoying. I was so mind broken by the pleasure of my constant orgasms that I ended up pushing one down and straddling him, furiously ridding his cock as the clueless boy moaned in pleasure while my hands stroked and jerked off his friends to the side.
When the men came back, I was genuinely relieved to see them and spread my legs invitingly for their sweet nectar.
I lost all sense of the passage of time as I was relentlessly plowed and abused, the men quickly realizing that my regeneration meant they could be pretty rough with me without leaving any permanent damage.
Each time they fucked me, my points skyrocketed, but everytime, they were taken from me. Used to empower my abusers.
The good news was that the men had pretty much left the other women alone as they organized themselves to nearly constantly have someone fucking me in order to maximize the amount of points they can earn. I had long since stopped resisting and embraced my new role, my holes constantly wet and ready with my own juices as their bodily fluids where instantly absorbed.
Months passed in a blur of bliss, as even the young teens got new skills and grew stronger. Eventually, they put me inside a room, locked inside of a pillory as they continued to ravish me, but I later noticed them building more pillories within the room.
Soon enough, the other women were brought in an locked inside the devices, their head and arms clamped between the wood planks as their bent over naked bodies where brutally fucked right next to mine.
"What are you doing to them. Isn't it a waste to use them when you can earn points off of me?" I asked the thug that was particularly brutal in raping my ass each time he came by.
The man snickered as he lent over and whispered in my ear, his hot breath sending tingling shivers down my spine.
"We made them buy the same prostitution skill using your points. It costs a lot, but we've encountered other groups of survivors and will be making them pay to use you lot, so it should easily cover the cost."
"Don't worry, you'll all be working together to repay our kindness in protecting and feeding you. Aren't you glad?" He replied, thrusting his dick deep inside my ass as he unleashed his white liquid, making points rapidly increase before grasping my hand and waiting for me to transfer them over.
Since they had turned the woman that could see my points with her skill into my neighbor down in this dungeon, I could probably trick them by only transferring a portion of the gained points, but by this point, I just wanted him to hurry up and get out of the way so the next person in line could shove themselves inside of me, my legs trembling from ecstacy, I no longer even considered trying to escape.
In fact, my checks only reddened with anticipation at the news of new people coming to ravish my body.