Dead Before Sunrise: Amber's Story (18 +) M.C. (Sample)

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The impact came right as Amber’s shirt was mid-torso. An arm wrapped under her breasts as it carried her. Soon Amber’s crossbow was thrown aside. It landed with a thud against the ground. Instantly Amber went into a fetal position. Amber unsheathed her katana as the ground whizzed by them. While they grew farther away from the convoy without warning, they halted. Amber’s buttocks landed against the earth that shook her breathless. Her back then head connected with the ground. The katana flew away after the force of Amber’s body landed on the soil.

Through the haze, Amber heard the sound of the attack as the onslaught continued. Right away, Amber’s tank top was torn from her torso. Her attention was brought back to the zombie towering over her. Amber looked toward the zombie, but between his long wavy black hair and the dizziness, she was unable to make out his face.

“Stop,” whispered Amber.

Soon the zombie’s fingers ripped the last of the material from the bra’s cups. It tore away from Amber’s body as she grasped his wrist. As his hands encircled Amber’s mounds, his mouth devoured them then bit each breast.

“Ouch. Stop,” uttered Amber as she slid a hand free.

The fear rose in the pit of Amber’s stomach. The suffocating dread was present at the knowledge this zombie was no Adam but worse. As soon as Amber’s fingertips touched the hilt of her wakizashi, some fear diminished. She eased the sword from the sheath. Immediately Amber held his head and rammed her wakizashi into his side with all her force.

“Now that wasn’t nice,” articulated the zombie as he raised from her torso.

A burst of maniacal laughter left his mouth as Amber’s face froze with terror. She realized this was the most danger she has been in since the start of this pandemic. As he removed the wakizashi from his side, tears formed in Amber’s eyes, and he laughed harder. The zombie positioned the wakizashi on Amber’s stomach. He slid it up between her breasts. The remainder of the bra and straps were sliced away from Amber’s body like the material was butter. After he threw it away and the wakizashi, he saw the katana as she went for it. Immediately the katana was tossed away.

Quickly his hand went on his side then came back up with a large bowie knife, and he smiled. The smile grew broader as his knife touched Amber’s skin. It crept toward each n****e, and she laid perfectly still like a rock except her breathing. After his blade rubbed over Amber’s mounds, he slithered it back down her stomach. In a moment, it was at her pants, and the knife sliced through the button. Instantly the blade flipped the zipper up then slipped it down as Amber’s skin and hairline were revealed. The zombie placed his knife across Amber’s stomach. His fingers slid down and pulled her pants further down her body. As Amber watched him, her hand inched toward his blade. At once, he noticed and gripped both wrists firmly.

“Stop. I’ve given you a warning,” ordered the zombie.

When Amber went still, he loosened his grip and put his attention back on her body.

“Don’t fight, or I’ll make it hurt,” commanded the zombie.

“You already have,” remarked Amber.

“I’m sorry. I did that in my zest,” commented the zombie as he held each breast and kissed them.

Immediately a hand plunged down Amber’s pants as the other still held a mound. He sucked on the other breast. While he ravished Amber, she squeezed her hand closed and dug her fingernails into the flesh of her palm. Right away, he kissed a path down Amber’s torso until he was right above her hairline. He sniffed her skin and smiled.

“Sweet,” whispered the zombie.

After he rose from Amber’s torso, his hands went on Amber’s hips. At once, his fingers curled around her pants and jerked. Immediately additional hairline and skin were revealed. With every jerk of Amber’s pants, her breasts danced for him. He laughed while all her hair was exposed. His head went sideways as he stared at Amber’s patch. His hands inched for their target and slid over her thighs. He separated Amber’s flesh while his head lowered.

When the zombie was done, he rose from Amber’s pelvic. He gave Amber a broad smile and jerked her pants down until they were at her boots. The zombie backhanded Amber when she fought while he forced her thighs apart. He lowered down on top of her. His cheek against her face. Without hesitation, his pelvic ground between Amber’s legs.

“Remember, I’ll hurt you if you fight. Just lay here and enjoy what I can make your body do,” whispered the zombie in Amber’s ear.

Instantly his full attention was back on the skin between Amber’s thighs as he urgently devoured her. As Amber’s skin grew wet from his saliva, he kissed his way up her torso. He lingered on the mounds and continued. Soon his waist was between her thighs. At once, he removed his genitals from his pants and rubbed himself against her womanhood.  He moaned as it invaded the warmth of her body. As suddenly as he began, the zombie halted everything. He looked up quickly.

“We must be on our way. Your people are killing too many of my horde,” conveyed the 1st generation zombie as he made them get on their feet.

As he grabbed his p***s, he stated, “I ache for you.”

Amber hurriedly pulled her pants up while he bent her over. The 1st generation zombie wrapped an arm around her torso and grabbed a mound. Directly after, he lifted Amber by the crotch and ran. While he ran, Amber watched the lights from the caravan as they grew smaller in the distance. Her chest tightened as hope faded.

When the zombie finally came to a stop, he positioned Amber on her feet. Immediately the 1st generation zombie took her helmet off and threw it away. While he studied Amber, he opened her jacket up. With a crooked grin, his eyes roamed over her breasts.

“I can make you scream in pleasure or pain. I hope you let it be pleasure. The pain will be fine,” stated the zombie.

The 1st generation zombie stepped closer to Amber as his finger toyed with a n****e. Her head rose so she could see his face then lowered it when he smiled at her body’s reaction. After Amber lowered her head, she made out the 1st generation zombies exposed manhood and testicles. Without delay, tears dripped down her cheeks. The 1st generation zombie raised Amber’s chin as tears dropped on his hand. He licked the tears from her face.

“Cry,” whispered the 1st generation zombie as he forced their bodies together at an angle.

His hand plunged down her pants. While his hands massaged Amber’s body, the other one plunged down the back of her pants. That hand wrapped around her buttocks, and his fingertip were wrapped in warmth.

“The tears make it better. It’s music to my ears, so cry for them,” murmured the man against Amber’s cheek.

Amber found her voice again and asked, “You’re a 1st generation zombie?”

“Yes. How do you know about the different generations? Do you know there are different kinds of zombies?” probed the zombie.

“We have some soldiers. We figured out there are different kinds of zombies. We’ve begun giving them names,” responded Amber.

“What names have you given them?” questioned the 1st generation zombie.

“There are alphas, elites, and norms so far,” replied Amber.

“Good names. We’re leaving,” related the zombie.

“Hold on. I don’t want to just call you 1st generation zombie. What can I call you?” investigated Amber.

“Call me, Z,” replied Z.

In one swift movement, Amber was under Z’s arm with his hand on a breast as he ran fast. Soon they leaped over a fence while he landed his trench coat was held up on barbwire. Amber saw Z’s erect manhood. While he ran with her, the scenery changed from the grass and pavement into woods. Soon came a clearing, and they stopped. Slowly Amber was placed on her feet. Only she lost her footing on a limb and fell on the ground. While Amber was on the ground, Z bellowed a howl. Without delay, his horde howled and ran from the caravan.

After the zombies escaped, Adam scanned the c*****e. Instantly he looked for Amber and searched for any signs of her.

“They have Amber,” reported Adam as he carried her crossbow, katana, and wakizashi.

“Where did you find them?” asked Joseph.

“I found them between the road and a fence line,” described Adam.

“We should check if anybody else is missing then go after them,” declared Joseph.

“I’ll go now,” conveyed Adam.

“Adam, wait. We need the others first,” ordered Joseph.

After Adam looked toward the woods with a knowing stare. He howled as loud as the 1st generation zombie.

“Dang,” said Joseph.

When Amber heard Adam’s yell, she raised on hands and knees. A foot shoved on her buttocks, and she landed hard on the ground. A burst of maniacal laughter vibrated in her ears as the pressure stayed on her rear-end. Z pulled Amber’s jacket off and threw it from them. He straddled the back of her thighs as he pulled the pants down. Immediately Z massaged Amber’s exposed buttocks right away. He bit and licked each buttock. Next, his thumbs separated her buttocks. Z rubbed his face on Amber’s buttocks. Soon his chin pressed between her thighs. Soon Z’s tongue was in the middle of Amber’s rear-end. Her torso rose, and elbows dug into the ground as she attempted freedom.

“No. You can’t,” commanded Amber.

The answer Amber was given came with flesh on flesh sound as Z’s hand connected with the bare buttock.

“That will leave a mark,” stated Z with a grin.

Z massaged the handprint and said, “Pleasure or pain.”

As Z separated Amber’s buttocks again, he lowered his head. Afterward, he raised her hips up. He licked between her buttocks. Z’s tongue touched Amber’s womanhood. She noticed the other women in various states of undressed. Soon the first of the horde entered the circle in the woods. Some ran for the women as they take full advantage of their s*x slaves. An alpha came with two zombies in tow as they carried another figure between them.

“Don’t worry about them. They won’t touch you as long as I don’t give the word. Play nice, and I’ll keep my zombies at bay,” conveyed Z.

After his words, Z turned Amber over, and she stared at him. He smiled sweetly as she examined him for any signs of blood or the zombie virus.

“I would swear you aren’t zombie except for the blue haze over your brown eyes and the red circle around your iris,” stated Amber.

“I took our virus,” responded Z as his eyes rested on Amber’s n*****s. His fingers toyed with them as he watched his manipulation.

“How old are you?” asked Amber.

“32. Why are you asking so many questions?” probed Z.

“I would like to know more. You’re tall, dark, and handsome. I wondered why you would do this. Why aren’t you covered in blood?” queried Amber.

“I only make a few zombies. My men and the others make the rest,” answered Z.

“Alright. Thank you,” said Amber.

“I think you’re trying to trick me into letting my guard down,” remarked Z.

“Why would I do that?” questioned Amber.

“So you can be free of me. Two reasons why you should rethink that,” declared Z.

“What do you mean?” asked Amber.

Before Amber knew it, she was on her knees. Z faced her toward the lifeless body on the ground. Afterward, he signaled to his men, and they uncovered the body. Instantaneously the horror sunk in as Alexandria was unveiled for Amber’s eyes. In a second, Z slammed Amber’s back against him by her elbows and looked at one of his alphas.

“Show Amber what awaits if she doesn’t play along,” ordered Z.

The alpha kneeled beside the body of her daughter. Instantly he opened Alexandria’s jacket. In a few seconds, the alpha tore the shirt off her. While they watched the scene play out before them, Z shoved Amber’s pants down. Soon both hands manipulated a n****e and Amber’s v****a.

“You sure…?” asked the alpha.

Z nodded his head and responded, “Yes. Stop when I tell you.”

Directly after, the alpha straddled Alexandria’s hips. His hands slithered over Alexandria’s body. When they were on the mounds, they pushed the bra up. That revealed the young firm breasts for all eyes. A grin spread across the alpha's face as his eyes roamed Alexandria’s body and stopped on each breast.

“My pleasure to teach… Lesson good…,” stated the alpha.

After the words, the zombie’s tongue licked on each n****e hard. The n*****s were shoved around. Immediately he sucked and bit each n****e. She whimpered at the invasion.

“Further…?” questioned the alpha.

“Yes. Show her more,” replied Z.

“Alright… I do…,” said the alpha.

Instantly he shoved her pants down until they hit Alexandria’s boots. The alpha firmly held her knees and pulled them off the ground.

“Listen to boss… He good to you… or not… be like them…,” related the alpha then looked at the other women.

In haste, the zombie’s mouth devoured Alexandria’s flesh between her thighs. Amber looked away as tears formed in her eyes. When Amber glanced back, she noticed how excited the alpha was over her body. His head raised from her thighs. He grasped his eager manhood and crawled on his knees until his flesh touched Alexandria. He stared at Alexandria’s face. Abruptly he stopped and looked at Z as he stared at him. Without hesitation, the alphas fingers parted flesh. He smoothed over the entrance of Alexandria’s womanhood.

While the alpha toyed with his new mouse, Amber stared in shock. Immediately Amber’s elbows hit Z’s chest repeatedly. Amber’s hits became stronger as the alpha entered Alexandria’s body. Immediately all of Amber’s fight stopped as she saw him inch his way within Alexandria’s body.