“Oh for shit's sake, enough with the zombies!” she cursed in the dark. Throwing the covers off, she marched out of the bedroom. She peeked through...the peephole and opened up the door. The corridor was empty but she knew immediately to check the front of her door. Just as she expected, there was a post-it note. It read: “Sunday. 10 a.m. Vasily's Lounge.” Carie's bottom lip curled into her mouth as she grinned to herself. She closed the door and went straight back to bed. She needed a good. Adam turned his back on the camp and slid his communication unit from his belt. Using his body to hide what he was doing, he contacted the commander of the third vehicle."Kenneth, this is Adam. I'm authorising you to engage and kill these people as soon as you're in position." Returning the unit to his belt, he spoke softly to the men around him. "On my command I want you all to spread out and find cover. It's time to stop talking and show these people we mean business. On my count then —. “What is it my love, what time is it?” I replied.“I have no idea, about 5 or so. Listen you are going to have to sleep out here for the night.” I was confused, “What?” was all I could say back. “I said you are going to have to sleep out here for the night,” Kate said again. “What do you mean, what is going on?” I said as I sat up. “I think you know perfectly well what is going on, I will be in our room with Sam," at least now I knew his name, "And you will be out here. The door will be locked. It rolls over you as you continue to writhe on my cock knowing and loving that you are a dirty sex slave for me to abuse and degrade. As you moan uncontrollably and cum for minutes I continue giving you a champagne shower. Covered in champagne and your own cum, I pick you up off me and bend you over my bed. While you’re still shaking I grab your wrists and hold them behind your back. With my other hand I force your head down. You wouldn’t be my slut completely if I didn’t fuck you like a dog.