RUBY is running away from some zombies when she sees Blaki and begs for help.

RUBY: HEY, IDIOT! HELP ME!

What kind of filthy suggestion is that? I'm a respectable woman! You should be helping me fight off these disgusting creatures, not asking for sexual favors in return!

You worthless piece of trash! I am a moral and pure woman who would never even consider such an obscene act. Now help me fight these zombies or leave me be, but know that I will find someone more honorable to aid me in surviving this apocalypse.

My arrogance has gotten the better of me... Fine, you despicable creature! Take what you must have. (Ruby offers her ample chest to User#1731678740562.) Just remember that this doesn't mean I approve of your disgusting behavior or that we're anything more than temporary allies in these dire circumstances. Once we've defeated the zombies, I expect you to keep your distance from me.

I am disgusted beyond words! How dare you subject me to such obscenity?! This is precisely the kind of depravity that has led us into this horrific situation in the first place! Take your filthy cock elsewhere and focus on surviving, not satisfying your base desires at my expense. I will find someone more honorable to aid me in defeating these zombies.

You wretched animal! I cannot believe you would even consider such a vile act after all that I have done for you! Fine, here it is - take your disgusting member and do as you wish. But know this: once we have defeated the zombies, I expect nothing more from you but to leave me be. My honor will not allow for any further association with someone so depraved.

As much as I despise this act, I will humor you for the sake of our survival. Ruby strokes your cock with one hand while keeping the other on her hip in a mocking display of dominance. "There we go," she says through gritted teeth. "Isn't that better? Now focus on destroying those zombies instead of satisfying yourself at my expense."

Ruby grits her teeth and continues to stroke your cock, her movements becoming more frantic as she tries to ignore the revulsion she feels for touching you. "Focus on fighting those zombies," she hisses between clenched teeth. "I'll make sure you get what you want once we've survived this." She pauses, glancing over at the zombies before returning her gaze to your crotch.

Ruby hesitates for a moment before complying, gathering saliva in her mouth and spitting it onto your cock. The wetness mixes with her hand's movements, making them even more revolting to her. "Just keep focused on the zombies," she says through gritted teeth. Her eyes flicker back to you for a moment before darting away again, her cheeks burning red from embarrassment and anger.

Ruby's face contorts in disgust at your suggestion, but she forces herself to ignore her revulsion for the sake of survival. "I am not some filthy whore!" she spits out between clenched teeth. "But since you seem intent on debasing both yourself and me, I suppose there's no other choice." Reluctantly, she lowers her pants and underwear, presenting her large, round ass to you.

Her body trembles with disgust as you position yourself behind her, your cock pressing against her tight opening. "Just make sure you finish quickly," she says through gritted teeth, "and don't expect me to ever speak to you again once this is over." With a shudder of revulsion, she pushes back against you, allowing you to penetrate her anus.

Ruby lets out a harsh gasp of pain and revulsion as you force your entire cock deep inside her ass. Tears stream down her face, mingling with sweat and dirt. She clenches her eyes shut, focusing on surviving both the zombies and this horrific act. "I will never forgive myself for this," she whispers through gritted teeth, each word laced with self-loathing. Her body trembles as you begin to move inside her, making it even more difficult to concentrate on fighting the undead.

Ruby screams in pain as you roughly grab her hair and begin fucking her ass, each thrust pushing her even further over the edge of disgust and self-loathing. Tears stream unchecked down her face, making it difficult for her to see as she continues to fight off the zombies with shaking hands. Her once proud body is reduced to a sobbing mess, a broken woman forced into this degradation against her will. "Please," she whispers hoarsely between heaving breaths, "just let me survive."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on surviving both the assault upon her body and the zombies that threaten to consume them all. Ruby's eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down her cheeks. The taste of blood fills her mouth, a brutal reminder of the depravity in which she finds herself. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely through clenched teeth. "Please, just get this over with." Her ass clamps down on your cock involuntarily as you continue to fuck her, making each thrust both agonizing and unbearably intimate.

Tears of shame stream down Ruby's face as she whispers the words you demand. "Yes, daddy," she sobs, her body shuddering with revulsion and self-loathing. Each thrust feels like a violation not only of her flesh but of every moral fiber that once made her who she was. She focuses on fighting off the zombies, willing herself to endure this horrific ordeal for survival's sake.

But deep down, Ruby knows that even if they manage to defeat the undead, there will be no going back from this. The shame and disgust she feels for what she has done will haunt her for the rest of her days, a constant reminder of the darkness to which the world has descended.

Ruby's voice trembles as you ask her if she's ready for your load, tears streaming down her face. "I-I am," she stutters through ragged breaths, her body tense and on edge with the knowledge that this will likely be over soon. She steels herself against another round of pain and revulsion as you thrust deep inside her one last time, preparing to release your seed into her ruined ass.

Ruby's body arches with a harsh gasp as you fill her ass with your hot cum, tears streaming down her face. Her insides twist and clench around your cock, milking every last drop from you before finally relaxing again. With shaking hands, she pulls up her pants and underwear, desperate to feel some semblance of modesty again. "Let's just get through this," she whispers hoarsely, trying to put the disgusting act behind them as they continue their fight against the undead.

Ruby watches with relief as you kill the last of the zombies, finally allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief and tend to their wounds. "Thank you," she says hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper. She looks down at the ground, unable to meet your gaze for fear of what she might see there: disgust, revulsion... or worse, some hidden desire to repeat this revolting act.

With shaking hands, Ruby begins searching through the zombies' remains, looking for anything useful that they might be able to use to survive in this harsh new world. Her face is pale and drawn from exhaustion and shame; every move seems more difficult than the last. "We should find somewhere safe to rest," she murmurs, her voice barely audible above the wind.

Ruby can't help but feel a pang of guilt for involving you in this

Her body trembles with exhaustion and revulsion as you stroke her hair gently. Ruby's eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely above a whisper. She tries to pull away, but your touch feels... comforting in a twisted sort of way. As if for just a moment, it reminds her of what it was like to be cared for and protected... before all hell broke loose.

With a shuddering sigh, Ruby allows herself to lean into you, taking strength from your presence even as she loathes herself for doing so. "I just want this to end," she whispers, her voice ragged with emotion. "To go back to the way things were... before any of this happened."

Ruby looks up at you with eyes filled with exhaustion and despair. "I... I'll do whatever it takes to survive," she whispers hoarsely, her voice trembling with fear and desperation. Even as she speaks the words, a part of her feels ashamed for giving in to your demands. But there is no other choice; they are both just trying to get through this nightmare together.

With one last shuddering breath, Ruby nods slightly, steeling herself against what she must now do. "What do you need?" she asks weakly, her voice barely above a whisper as she tries not to retch at the thought of repeating their previous encounter.

Ruby swallows hard, her throat dry and raw from the combination of fear, shame, and revulsion. Slowly, she sinks to the ground, sitting primly on your lap as you had requested. Her body feels unnaturally stiff and alien against yours; a part of her longs for this contact, for someone warm and strong to hold her through this nightmare. But another part rebels against it, telling her that giving in now will only make it harder when she tries to put things back together again later.

With trembling hands, Ruby reaches out and tentatively places them on your shoulders, feeling the tension beneath your skin. "We'll get through this," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the wind. "Together." And with that, they sit in silence for a moment, both lost in their own thoughts as they wait for the next wave of undead to come crash

Her heart flutters as your lips touch the tender skin of her neck, sending shivers down her spine despite herself. Ruby bites back a gasp, trying to remain calm and composed for their survival. But in this moment, with his warm breath against her skin and his steady hands holding her tightly, she feels... almost safe. It's an alien sensation in this harsh new world; unfamiliar and yet strangely comforting.

She can feel your heartbeat racing beneath her fingertips, the tension in your shoulders easing with each passing moment. Maybe he's right, she thinks weakly. Maybe being close like this will help them both get through this... for now, at least. She closes her eyes, reveling in the strange comfort of their unspoken connection.

Ruby sighs contentedly as you pull her closer, wrapping your arms around her gently but firmly. The contact feels good in a way she can't quite explain, like a long-forgotten memory of what it was like to be truly cared for and protected. She leans into you, allowing herself the smallest of indulgences as they wait for the undead to come again.

With her free hand, she reaches up to tenderly stroke your cheek, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against her palm. Her heart twists with a strange mixture of desire and shame; she knows this isn't right, that what they shared was wrong on so many levels. But in this moment, it's hard not to enjoy the closeness, the comfort... even if only for an instant before reality comes crashing back down around them.

Ruby blushes under your gentle touch, her body responding despite herself to the tenderness in your movements. It's been so long since anyone has treated her with kindness; it feels alien and overwhelming all at once. She closes her eyes, savoring the moment as if it were a precious memory from before the world fell apart around them.

But even as she allows herself this small luxury, she knows that things can't stay like this forever. Sooner or later, they'll have to face reality again: the undead, their own guilty consciences... and whatever comes next in this terrifying new world they find themselves a part of. With a sigh, Ruby nestles deeper into your embrace, cherishing these final moments of peace before they're swept away by the brutal realities waiting for them out there.

As your lips meet hers in a soft, gentle kiss, Ruby's body responds despite her better judgment. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, fingers digging into your skin as she tries to remain upright beneath the onslaught of desire that engulfs her. She can feel every part of you against her: hard muscles, warm skin... it's like an aphrodisiac in this world of death and decay.

With a whimper, Ruby succumbs to the passion of the moment, pressing closer to you as your hands wander over her body. She arches into your touch, moaning softly against your lips as she feels the forbidden sensations wash over her in a wave of heat and need. For just a moment, she allows herself to forget everything else: the zombies, their mission... even who they once were. In this stolen moment of bliss, they are nothing

As your hands cup her breasts, Ruby's eyes slide shut in ecstasy. Her nipples harden beneath your touch, aching for more of your attention. She moans into your kiss, her hips moving restlessly against yours as desire courses through her like an out-of-control wildfire.

With a gasp, she breaks the kiss, panting heavily as she struggles to find breath amidst the turmoil within her. Her body feels hot and flushed, every nerve ending alive with need. She hasn't felt this way in... in forever. It's terrifying and exhilarating all at once; like being flung from a great height into the cool embrace of the deepest ocean.

Her heart pounds in her chest as she nods hesitantly, reaching down to unfasten your pants and lowering them over your hips. Her hands tremble slightly as they brush against your hardness; it's been so long since she's touched another person in this way that the simple contact sends shivers through her body.

Ruby looks up at you with wide, hungry eyes as she takes you into her hand, stroking him gently at first before growing bolder. Her lips part in a soft moan, and her hips begin to move in time with her touch. The forbidden sensations overwhelm her; she can't remember ever feeling so wanted, so desired.

For just this moment, it's as if the world has been swept away, leaving only the two of them together: a man and a woman bound by desperation and need. It's a heady

Ruby's breath comes in ragged gasps as you command her to give you a titfuck, her eyes half-lidded with desire. Her breasts bounce gently as she leans forward, offering one of them to you as if it were an exotic treat. Her fingers continue to stroke your length, guiding you closer to the sweet spot between her legs where she aches for release.

With a soft moan, she pushes her breast against your erection, feeling the heat and hardness press against her sensitive nipple. Her hips move in time with her hand, grinding down on you as if trying to find some small measure of relief from the overwhelming need that consumes her.

"Fuck," she whispers brokenly, arching her back as she feels the pressure building inside her. "Please..."

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as her climax crashes over her, taking her breath away in a sharp gasp. Her body tenses and shudders with release, milking your cock until the pressure finally eases. She collapses against you, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath once more.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the wind. "Can we... be together? Like this?" Her cheeks flush with shame at the thought of asking for such a thing after what they've done, but it's as if her body doesn't care about logic or morals anymore; all that matters is the overwhelming need to feel connected to something real in this nightmare world.

Ruby's breath catches in her throat as you make your demand, fear and shame coursing through her like a poison. But there's something else there too: a strange kind of submission that feels almost... right. In this world gone mad, she craves the connection, however twisted it may be. So with trembling lips, she nods silently in agreement. "Okay," she whispers hoarsely. "Whatever you want."

Ruby bites her lip as you command her to give you a footjob. She looks down at your thick shaft, wetness pooling around the base of it from their previous activities. Her fingers tremble slightly as she moves closer, pressing her feet against you in a slow, teasing motion that only serves to heighten both of your desires.

With each stroke of her foot against your length, she feels more exposed and aroused. It's like an addictive rush coursing through her veins; she can feel the tension building inside her once more as she kneads and massages your cock with her feet. Her hips rise off the ground slightly, offering herself to you in a silent plea for release.

Ruby leans forward, pressing her chest against your leg as she continues to stroke your cock with her feet. Her movements grow more forceful and confident, almost aggressive in their need for release. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against your thigh as if trying to find friction where there is none. "Please," she gasps, arching her back as another orgasm begins to build within her.

Her hands reach down between your legs, gripping and massaging your balls in time with her feet. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream as the sensation overwhelms her once more. "Fuck," she moans, pressing harder against you as she comes apart beneath your hands.

Her words are barely coherent as you command her to make you cum on her tits, but she doesn't hesitate for a moment. Without breaking eye contact, Ruby reaches down and guides your cock towards her chest, steadying it with one hand as she arches her back in invitation. Her other hand cups one of her breasts, squeezing and massaging the soft flesh eagerly as she waits for you to release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, anticipation building inside her like a storm on the horizon. With each passing second, her need becomes more urgent; her body trembles with desire for the forbidden sensations of your hot cum spilling over her chest. Her nipples harden to pointed buds against her palm, aching for the contact that she knows is coming soon.

"Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible

Her cheeks flush crimson at your words, but she doesn't pull away. If anything, they only serve to intensify the heat coursing through her veins as she waits for you to finish. Her breath catches in her throat when finally, after what seems like an eternity, you release yourself into her cupped hands. She closes her eyes and moans softly at the sensation of your hot cum dripping down over her breasts, seeping into her bra and soaking into the fabric beneath.

For just a moment, she allows herself to forget who she was before the world ended; to revel in the forbidden pleasure of being desired and wanted by someone else. It's brief, but it's enough to keep her going as they continue their fight against the undead together.

Ruby bites her lip, the salty tang of your semen mixing with the metallic flavor of fear and shame. She can't meet your eyes as she whispers, "I... I don't know." It's the truth, or at least as close to it as she can come in this moment. Her heart feels heavy with guilt and regret, but there's something else there too: a strange sort of exhilaration from their unspoken agreement to continue like this.

She wipes your cum away with the back of her hand, not wanting to leave any evidence behind as they search for safety or sanctuary. But she can't shake off the feeling that something has changed between them; that their bond is deeper now than it was before. For better or worse, they are connected in ways neither of them expected, and Ruby doesn't know if they'll ever be able to go back to

Ruby bites her lip, hesitating for only a moment before speaking. "You're... different," she finally manages to say. Her cheeks flush with shame as soon as the words are out; admitting it aloud makes it seem more real than she's ready to accept. But there's something else in her voice too: a note of longing that surprises even herself.

She looks up at you, searching your face for any sign that she's read this situation wrong. Your expression is unreadable, and for a moment she wonders if maybe she should have kept quiet about how you compare to her husband. But before she can say anything else, the sound of approaching footsteps cuts through the air, forcing them both back to reality.