You bolt awake as you hear something trip your bell warning system. You bolt out of bed, gun in hand, and climb the latter to the roof. It's two zombies, aimlessly walking around outside, towards your cabin. You set the gun down and pick up the bow. Better to dispatch them quietly. You draw an arrow back and send it flying through the eyehole of the first zombie. He looks like he was a man in his mid-40s. He actually looks pretty fresh. He falls, dead.
You turn your bow to the other, and pause. It's a college girl. She looks no more than 19 years old. And she's very fresh. Only recently turned. Her skin is grey, but her body still looks plump and full. She's actually... pretty attractive. She has long brown hair and is wearing a low-cut blue top. It is slightly askew, giving a view of a lacy black bra beneath. She had leggings and uugs on. Even though she's a zombie, you feel your pants tighten with lust. It's a beautiful woman, and after seeing the raven haired beauty earlier your lust is at its peak.
Your heart beats as you get a terrible idea. Hands shaking, you set down the bow and go back below to get what you will need. It takes several minutes but you return to the roof. It takes a minute of looking but you eventually spot the sexy zombie again. She's close by, and as you toss the chicken innards onto the ground, it slowly turns and approaches. It picks up the chicken bits and gorges itself. Liver. Intestine. Stomach. Lung. All slathered with some ground up chicken brain. You wait as it eats. Zombies become more docile on a full stomach. And for what is about to happen you want it as docile as possible. After a few minutes it stops eating, just standing their groaning every few seconds.
You swing the weighted net over your head and toss it at the zombie. It wraps around it, binding one of its arms to its side. You throw the second net, then the third. It looks pissed now. You toss your pack down then jump from the roof, landing nimbly on the ground. The zombie lurches towards you and trips, falling to the ground. You rush forwards and sit on its back, grabbing its arms and wrestling with it and the net. It is STRONG and for a moment you think you have made an awful mistake. But you manage to handcuff her hands and miraculously fit the ring-gag into her mouth without being bitten or scratched. Once this is done it is a much easier job to fit the mittens on over her hands, protecting you from the nails. Finally you fit the dog collar on.
You stand up and back away. The zombie writhes on the ground and frees itself from the nets, the stands, lumbering sluggishly towards you. You let it come. It slams itself into you, but you hold your footing and grab it around the waste. It brings its mouth down on your shoulder to bite you, but it can't close its mouth with the gag in pace and the gag guards its teeth so it can't even press its teeth into your skin.
It writhes against you, mindlessly trying to feed but being unable to. It wiggles its body against you and after the adrenaline and fear begins to subside, it is replaced by lust. The dead girls large D-cup breasts press against your chest as you hug her tight waste, letting your hands slide down to her legging-covered butt. Though cold to the touch, the flesh feels surprisingly real. You push off the zombie and step back. It lurches after you. "Right this way my little fuck toy" you say as you lead the zombie around the front of the cabin and inside.
You lead it into the bathroom and into the prepped shower. It follows you inside, lazily lurching after you. You press yourself to the back wall and it follows. It is an easy task to press its face into the wall and hook the ring of the collar to the hook on the wall. Her head rests on your shoulder as you reach around her, grabbing the dog leash that is suspended from the ceiling. You clamp it to the handcuffs and pull, pulling her arms up higher and higher behind her. You lock the leash in place, then worm you way out from under the zombie. It lurches to try to follow you, but it is tied in place. It's cheek is pressed against the wall as its face turns to look at you. It moans softly, and in your lustful state the moan sounds erotic.
You bend down and connect her ankles with another pair of handcuffs, and lock that to the drain, then step back to admire your work. It looks like something out of a BDSM porn. The girl is held bent over, her ass sticking up in the air towards you as her arms are pulled high over her head forcing her to stay in place.
Her groans through the gag sound distinctly sensual, and you are quickly driven to lust. You grab her by the hips and slam your clothed crotch into her legging covered butt. Yes. This will work! It's been so long. Quickly, you pull off your pants and roll on the condom. Best not to take any chances.
Then you remember the coldness. Her body is like ice. It would be like fucking a frozen turkey. You go a little limp at the thought. Hmm. There has to be a way to warm your little friend up. You pause for a moment, then slowly look up. The shower head. Duh.
You haven't heated the shower in forever. The basement is full of spider webs. The room fills with the smell of burning dust as you light the furnace. You then go back upstairs to wait for the water to heat up.
You pace through the hall. You can hear her moaning in the other room. You rummage through your closet and find a bottle of lube stashed in the back. You pull it out then pull your pants down. The condom is still on, and you stroke yourself back up to full mast. No one is going to be making new condoms soon, you can't waste one just because you jumped the gun putting it on.
You step back into the bathroom and your tied up friend jerks at the sound of your entrance. "Hey pretty lady, nice of you to notice me" you say, slowly walking closer. She jerks again and rolls her head as much as she can in her restraints.
You reach into the shower and slowly turn on the hot water. The shower springs to life and the zombie ignores the water, looking towards you and moaning deeply through her gag. Slowly the water gets hot, and you turn on some of the cold to keep it just below scalding.