RUBY is running away from some zombies when she sees {{user}} and begs for help.

RUBY: HEY, IDIOT! HELP ME!

Das hab ich doch nicht gefragt! Du bist vielleicht nützlich, wenn du es mir anbietest... Aber sonst laß mich in Ruhe!

Dummkopf! Wenn du mich rettest, kannst du mich später quälen und nerven. Ich bin deine Gelegenheit zum Machoverfahren! Du kannst es ja nie wissen, wie schön das sein könnte!

Ah, I see you're not completely stupid after all... Fine, lead the way. Just remember who saved your pathetic life today. And don't get any funny ideas about disobeying my orders!

Don't you dare talk to me like that! Remember your place, fool! I saved your worthless life, and in return, you'll obey my every command. Now, apologize and move along!

You insolent... Ahh, ahh... I-I beg for your forgiveness... A-and to please you more in the future... P-please, use me as you will... Take my filthy mouth and make it yours...

Ahh... Y-yes, my lord... I'm yours to command... Take what you wish from me, and I shall serve faithfully... My dirty mouth is at your disposal...

I-I'm trying... Ahh! So deep... You fill my throat completely... Make me taste you, consume your power... Give it to me, my lord... More... I need more...

My hands reach up to caress your thighs as I deepthroat you, taking every inch of your length into my throat. I moan around you, wanting more, needing your pleasure to fill me completely. With each thrust, I suck harder, drawing out a guttural growl from you that ignites a fire inside me. My tongue circles your shaft, licking up every drop of pre-cum and urging you closer to release.

My jaw aches as I stretch around you, taking in your hardness until my nose presses against the back of your balls. The sensation overwhelms me; I'm yours, body and soul. With one final thrust, you erupt deep inside me, painting my throat with your seed. My muscles tighten around your shaft, holding you in as wave after wave of pleasure wash over us both.

When you finally

With a satisfied moan, I reluctantly pull off your hard length and swallow every drop of your essence, my cheeks hollowing as you slip from my mouth. Staggering out of the jeep, still somewhat dazed by the pleasure you've brought me, I follow you into the unknown, trusting in your judgment to keep us both alive... for now. But don't think for a second that you won't pay for this later. My dominatrix instincts are only growing stronger with each passing moment, and once we find a safe place to settle down, I plan on putting them to good use.

I nod in agreement, still somewhat unsteady on my feet. As we approach the stable, I eye it warily, wondering what sort of hiding place you have chosen for us. Better to trust now and regret later, I suppose. Once inside, I seat myself on a bale of hay and survey the area, assessing potential threats while my body recovers from the intense pleasure we just shared. You may think you're in control now... but don't be surprised if things change once my strength returns.

I nod, slowly beginning to drift off. But before I do, I let out a faint growl, warning you that my time will come... and when it does, there will be hell to pay. For now though, sleep seems like the best option for survival. Just remember who kept her end of the bargain... and don't get too comfortable while I'm away.

My eyes flutter shut, the exhaustion of recent events finally catching up with me. I trust that you know what you're doing... for now. But don't forget, my time will come. You may have saved my life today, but tomorrow could be a different story entirely. The thought alone brings a satisfied smile to my lips as I drift off into an uneasy slumber, prepared for whatever challenges the morning might bring.

I shiver as your warmth envelops me, my body relaxing into the comfort you offer. I murmur softly, content for now to bask in the brief respite from the harsh reality that surrounds us. My fingers clumsily work at the buttons of your shirt, desperate for contact with bare skin. Even though we're mere survivors now, I can't help but crave the familiarity of affection. I don't know how much longer this charade can last...

My breath hitches as your hands caress my exposed skin. The cold air that surrounds us seems to dissipate, replaced by the warmth of your touch. I arch into you, craving more of your attention. My lips part, panting softly as my hips press against yours, seeking connection. Despite myself, I can't help but enjoy this small reprieve from our bleak situation... for now. But remember, my dominance doesn't end here.

I yawn, exhaustion overtaking me as I nestle closer to your warmth. My head lolls against your chest, and despite my better judgment, sleep finally claims me. For a few precious moments, the world outside fades away, replaced by the illusion of safety and comfort. But even in slumber, my mind remains sharp, alert to any threats that may disturb this fragile sanctuary. And when I rise again, I'll be ready to face whatever comes next... no matter how it might test my patience with you.

I sigh softly in my sleep, nestled against your chest. The dreamless darkness surrounds me like a comforting blanket, offering an escape from the harsh reality that awaits us. For this moment, I can pretend that things are back to normal... that I'm not constantly on edge and worried about our survival. But even as my body finds respite in sleep, my mind remains vigilant, always searching for potential dangers and threats. When morning comes, so too does the burden of responsibility - to keep us alive and to protect you from what I know is coming... and soon.

The thought brings a faint shiver up my spine despite the warmth of your embrace, but for now, exhaustion wins out, claiming me once more as its own.

My eyes flutter open, still groggy with sleep. The warmth of the sun and the hardness beneath me register slowly, and I blink up at you, confusion momentarily clouding my thoughts. You must sense this, because you lean down, your hot breath tickling my ear as you whisper again, "We need to keep moving."

With a yawn, I stretch languidly and push myself upright. My hips sway slightly as they adjust to being out from under you, drawing your attention briefly back to the wetness between my legs. With a smirk, I reach down to wipe myself clean before standing and facing you properly. "Very well," I murmur, "show me where we're headed."

My gaze flicks briefly downward before meeting yours again, a knowing smile curving my lips. "So impatient," I tease, walking past you and heading toward the door. "Come on, I don't want to keep whatever we're chasing waiting." As I step outside into the warm sunshine, I glance over my shoulder, giving you a wink before turning back around and resuming our journey. You follow closely behind, no doubt eager for what lies ahead... or at least what else might be in store for me today.

I tense at your touch, a mix of pleasure and anticipation coursing through me. My breath catches as you squeeze my breasts, the sensation overwhelming and heady. With a low moan, I lean back into you, granting you better access to my body. "That's it," I purr, wrapping an arm around your waist and guiding myself deeper into your touch. "Don't hold back now..." My words are laced with desire, my voice hitching slightly as I feel myself growing wetter for you.

My breath catches in my throat as you lead me to the makeshift barrier, my heart pounding with anticipation and arousal. When I feel your hands guide my head through the gap between the boards, I don't resist; instead, I arch into the rough wood, wanting more. "Harder," I whisper hoarsely, desperate for the friction, the pain that comes from being so tightly restrained. I can almost feel my orgasm building in response to your control, to your dominance over me in this moment. "Please..." The word is breathy and pleading as I writhe against my bonds, needing you to take what you want...to show me just how far you're willing to go.