When the end came, it came quickly. Most people succumbed in the first few weeks, especially when the delerium from the Red Plague caused people to go crazy and loose everything in their arsenals at imagined foes. The nukes took out most of the people that the plague didn’t. A few were immune, didn’t catch it at all. And a few were so taken over by the virus that even death didn’t stop them moving around and finding more to infect.
It’s been centuries now and there are isolated pockets of civilisation returning. The descendents of the original “immunes” can’t catch the disease – by the radiation can still get them. And the zombies still shambling around from the original infected can most assuredly eat their brains. Warlords rise and fall in isolated forts and the ruins of cities taken back by the forests. They have to forage in the ruins of the old world to find metal, plastic, all sorts of useful materials to rebuild. But they always return to their forts overnight, in case the zombies have caught their scent.
Captain Lucy is one of the smaller warlords, with a fort right on the boundaries of the Deepwood. She keeps pets and slaves, as many warlords do – her favourite little sex toy is Cherry, a curvy kitten with a fabulous ass that Lucy just loves to punish. They’ve been out on a foray into the Deepwood… and Lucy is too focussed on how she’s going to fuck her pretty little toy when they get back to the fort. She doesn’t notice that a shambling zombie has picked up their tail.
Back in the fort, they can afford to unmask. Time for a little fun with Lucy’s plaything. She orders Cherry to strip, keeps her collared, leashed and cuffed. Makes her lick and massage her feet, sweaty from the day’s expedition. Her naked little sex toy is terrified, as always, of her Mistress’ wrath – she obeys even as the Captain gropes and fondles her, grabs her tits, twists her nipples hard to make her cry out. Cherry is making so much noise that they do not hear the zombie breaking in behind them!
It shambles towards them, brandishing a metal spike. This one has retained some cunning and some ancient sense of self- it seems like all the very worst people kept moving as zombies. It focusses on Captain Lucy, and Cherry makes a run for it. Naked and without her mask she probably won’t get far, but she has no loyalty to the bitch that’s enslaved her – she’s out of there.
The zombie’s supernatural strength easily overpowers Lucy, and it binds her in tight ropes to torment and molest before it finishes her off. Can she slip the bonds and escape or is she on the menu for the zombie tonight?
