Fantasy's Eden

“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier.Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared.They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time.It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.Reaching the gangway of the rusty looking trawler I presented my credentials and muttered out, “Please call me Tasy.”The bespectacled government office looking type of a man holding a clipboard in front of me nodded slowly even as his eyes fought to focus just on the ID card that I was showing him.I waited patiently and then as if coming unglued, he said, “Welcome on board Fanta…. I mean Tasy.”“Thank you.

“Welcome to New Swabia intrepid explorers. You are the first to make it ashore, alas congratulations are in order, if only we could meet under better circumstances than these. It is not possible as it were, as we have quite lost control of our very own Eden as it were. Come! Come! Don’t be shy. We won’t bite you. We are all old men as it were anyway.”I stared at the gregarious mannered speaker who was talking in heavily accented English with the attitude of everything being sunshine and picking daisies in the park. Total and complete lack of trust for this man who was in his late 60s, registered across all elements of my being.Looking around I saw several other older men like him and some who were even older. I saw no women.I saw no one young. I was also seeing the reality that every old man in attendance without fault was looking at me in a barely concealed manner of excitement that was utterly repulsive to behold and even worse to th

In the morning I woke up in a state of complete and profound awkwardness, an awkwardness of state that he simply wouldn’t let me escape from. His arm barred any chance of movement away from him and feeling both ashamed and completely overcome I lay as I had woken up, which was to say I was lying on top of him.In my struggle to move off of him, he had gripped a hold of my hair and in a no-nonsense manner had pressed my face into the curly hairs on his broad chest. Now with my cessation of movement he let go only to bring my head up so that he could kiss me even as the rod of his desire lay pressed fully engorged up against my one thigh as I lay sprawled over top of him.How had I ever got into this position? Why had it seemed so comfortable until the moment of realization of where I was had dawned fully upon my senses.Feeling overcome an entirely tired of his domineering ways I did a very rash thing. I bit his lip.Thank God it wasn’t his ton

Sleepily I went to roll over only to be constricted somehow from doing so. At the feeling of not being able to move my eyes shot open.It was nighttime, but the interior of the bedroom hut was softly illuminated by candlelight. Wildly my eyes took in the fact that my hands were bound off loosely to the headboard.Taino wasn’t in the room, but his two wives were. I tried to sit up, but Winastra’s hand to my chest pushed me back down.Obediently I stayed down even as fear rocketed throughout me as to what could be about to happen. I searched for something to say, but surprisingly it was Wenzou that spoke, “We know that our ways are strange to you, but it is our way and now you are here to stay. Our ways are how we survive. Not all men can survive and thrive doing so as our husband does in this land. He is your husband too. We three are sisters and we serve him together. I will untie your hands if you promise to stay put and not fight either of us

Five Months Later All of us stood not blinking as we watched the final phase of destruction take place upon the facility made by outside forces a long time ago. I felt no remorse whatsoever.No further American expeditions had come. Communications must’ve broken down after my escape, which the Germans may have laid upon the Americans for being the perpetrators of.It didn’t matter. The last of the beasts suffering augmentation by those within the facility were attacking it now and it looked like the Germans had no more firepower with which to repel them.Then suddenly there was a loud boom that shook the air and which was soon followed by an explosive fireball that blazed out from the citadel and over the mostly destroyed already village and set the remaining structures on fire. The old men were dead, and the abominations they had made were dead.It was a win-win situation for everyone and not just our family eith