#lecherousroad

Never had Abby felt as weak as she did now. Fingers wrapped around her shaft and hand moving along that refuse to let go. The rider found herself unable to stop pleasuring herself, even when she truly did try to stop and run. However, saying that she tried was too generous. Abby thought how she should just let go off her cock, get back to her feet and run for her life, but those thoughts didn’t transform into actions.

Go on, cum you piece of shit...

It was painful yet felt so good. It hurt to jerk herself off so hard, but Abby couldn’t think of anyother way to stop doing this. Maybe if she came she would somehow break free from the damn spell the siren had put on her. Still, it wasn’t a spell nor was the one who cast it a siren. The Dryad had spoke to her, whisper to her ear and nurture her to this desperate state. She had first rub her hardon through her clothes for hours, but the moment she pull it out to get a relief she had fell to her knees.

Abby had come to this overgrown football pitch after she had seen old notice boards filled with announcements how the place had been turn into a military site. If it had once serve as such it meant there propably was good loot left behind. What the rider hadn’t considered was just what kind of a labyrinth it turn out to be due to the infected overgrowth and how easy it was to get lost in. Abby had been wandering in the maze for hours now and the whole time the Dryad had seduced her body with unwanted arousal and strip her mind of reason.

STOP IT ALREADY..!? GET UP! Get up, you whore..

Abby’s eyes were fixated on her pulsating cock as nothing else mattered. No matter how much she scream at herself in her inner thoughts, none of it had her act differently. She was on her knees and feet spread wide as if presenting herself to anyone who would see her do this. The rider moan without restraint and even when she heard the heavy footsteps coming for her she could only use her free hand to squeeze her balls hard. Abby saw the Dryad’s feet in the edge of her vision, as she was still unable to stop jerking herself off even in the presence of a creature who would be her undoing.

Abby lift her gaze and watch at them with terror.

Abby had run into a woman, an accountant by her trade, while she had been traveling on the road. Normally she would have ask certain type of favors for a ride, but this time she had been bored enough to just be glad to have company. It hadn’t been too long since Abby had a good time with someone else either so it wasn’t the first thing in her mind back when she pick up Riley, but now those thoughts and needs start to creep back. Abby was hard.

“Gotta refuel.” That much was true, but it was just an excuse for her to get off the bike and go jerk off in a bathroom stall during the stop. Slowing down Abby turn off the highway and brought them to a stop at the parking lot of a dusty looking gas station. Abby had spent most of the ride imagining Riley’s hands move lower from her waist to find something else to hold on to. Her fantasies start to get distracting by now and it had Abby set her mind on getting down with her new traveling companion. It would be done either thanks to her rough charm or achieved by her being an asshole who would ask for a good hard payment for the free ride so far, not that Riley would have much of a choice other than enjoy the ride or live without it. Not that she thought it would have to come to that, she had a feeling Riley would actually like the idea of getting it hard. Fuck, just get on with it.. She could worry about the details later.

There was only two cars on the parking lot, one intact and one with sliced tires, and the gas station itself was dark. It was a small building with big glass windows which show that the front was some sort of diner or a bar and the restrooms were propably in the back. Abby jump off the bike “Come on, let’s see if its safe.” With the given order the rider pull on Riley’s arm to have them get off the bike as well. “You go first since you already got to enjoy being behind me the whole ride here. It’s only fair, right?”

Just gotta keep focus till its safe, then Abby would get a relief. She was desperate for it, but not desperate enough to do it with the infected by being careless.

The morning was quiet.

The missed shot, the sound of a struggle, screams, insults and the bonfire of her old life had been left behind. Abby had been pushed down, stripped of her clothes and freedom, and made into nothing but a woman at the end of a leash: Abby had a collar around her neck that was fit for a dog.

Abby must have march naked behind Shera for hours through the night and only now the warm sunrise shine its light on the mistressr and their enslaved rival. She had nothing but her boots, the dog collar and the crude rope that tied her hands together by her wrists.. Her cock hung free and half erect. It was so fucking humiliating to have her cock even partly erect due to Abby getting aroused for being seen fully like this, but what made Abby hate herself for it was that it was Shera who saw her and cause it all. They were equal, but in the end she had lost a fight that had been both unfair and without honor. Not that Abby would have done anything differently if she had a chance to jump on Shera. Still she had every reason to hate them. That treacherous bitch had wait until the rider had fall asleep before the attack that had lead to this. They had push her down to the ground and step on her while forcing Abby to watch her bike, clothes and weapons be burnt in a bonfire of gasoline.

Now all Abby gave a sound to was occasional hiss or a groan when Shera pull on her leash whenever she fell behind during the long walk along the endless highway. She didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of hearing her. There was nothing but Shera, Abby and empty fields along the road... No one to see the enslaved rider, but no one was there to save Abby from her old rival either.

The silence was broken by Abby’s stifled groan and a curse that slip past her lips. The knob of the gear stick felt nearly painful as it start to sink into her ass, but the woman force herself lower while gripping on the seats to hold herself up to not to have the stick slide in too far accidentally. “KRh.. HAAhm..” She groan in pain as the knob was almost done stretching her hole open wide and then let out a dreamy, moaning, breath of relief as she felt the knob of the stick sink into her ass fully and her hole close up around the rest of the stick.

It felt so damn good to be filled. Abby simply stay still basking in the feeling of being full with her erect cock twitching in desperate delight. Only after she got used to the pressure inside of her did Abby let her other arm reach down to grab her cock and start to jerk it off while being confident that she could hold herself up with one arm and shaking feet. She want to feel full, but the rider had no desire to ride the stick with it in full up her ass.

Biting her lip hard Abby kept her moans down, but her rapid breaths were audible enough to wake up the person sleeping on the backseat of the car to a view of their traveling companion grinding the gear stick and jerking themself off. It took a long while until Abby realize they were staring. “Sorry if I was too loud.” Her hand start to go faster when she did notice them.

“So you just gonna sit there and jerk off or help me out?" They could go back to sleep too and try to ignore the show, but Abby kind of knew they wouldn’t do that... Or be able to with her moans now becoming less subtle.

God, yes. The sound of their belt being undone and unzipping was like music to her ears. Abby bit her lip as the man took out his cock to play with hers, both shafts rubbing and oozing precum against one another. Hell, he would stretch her good. For once Abby didn’t even consider sticking her cock into a warm hole of someone else. With the things heading towards the direction of her getting fucked well and made to enjoy the feeling of hard meat inside her ass match her mood. It was one of those days for her, but the next day Abby might want their roles reversed if this wouldn’t end as a one time deal.

“Straight to it, huh?” Abby gasp and laugh when he lift her up and with his guidance the woman wrap her feet around his waist. The rider only wore the open jacket on her shoulders with the shreds of her ripped top still hanging onto her while both her and the man yank her unzip jeans down to her knees to reveal her bare ass. Abby was held up in midair with her back against the wall and the head of his cock probie clumsily against her rear.

Gasping she breath out “Fuck.. Easy there.” He gave her a love bite as a memento. “Don’t get all romantic with me, trucker.” Opposite to her words Abby lean into whisper into his ear as her hand reach down to grab him by his cock. “Fuck me good, okay?” Then that romantic undertone was gone as she first lick his ear, bite gently his earlobe and finally gave him a similar bitemark he had given her... Then she guide him in. “Don’t hold back.” She want it hard.

The small thing Abby saw in the forest clearing wasn’t like any Dryad she had ever seen, not that it meant much since she had only seen one from afar, but she didn’t know what else to call the imp like creature. They look so carefree and were blissfully unaware of the woman stalking them from behind the trees. That fucking thing... The curiosity wore itself out soon and was replaced by hateful resentment. Dryads were the culmination of the infected life so following the hierarchy of the all the lustful fucked up things in the world it meant that they were responsible for how the things were. They were responsible for the infected that had fucked Abby. They were the one to blame.

Abby pull out a rope from her bag and made a noose on it, making it into a neat lasso. She would catch that thing, make it pay and fuck it good like their underlings had once fucked her. The rider hadn’t known how much bottled up anger she had because of the past until a chance for a revenge show itself. That shortstack would regret the day they were born even before Abby would be anywhere near done satisfying her needs through them. The forest was quiet, there was no infected or other Dryads around, so she had whole day.

“Hey, there.” Abby greet the imp to reveal herself after making it further into the clearing, now being only a short distance away. “Never seen a Dryad as short as you before.” God, it felt great to look down at them like this. “Bad for you that your big bad friends aren’t here to.” Abby went on as she walk towards the shortstack, matching her speed with them in case they start to back away.

“You are gonna make a good fucktoy.” The woman said blatantly and toss the lasso and the moment the noose went over the Dryad’s head she yank it back to fasten it around their neck like a collar at the end of her leash. Another rough pull and she had the imp stumble off its feet and on the ground. “You aren’t going anywhere, shortstack.”

“I’m gonna fuck you so good.” Fuck, Abby was hard already. Her jeans display a massive bulge that must have felt painful for the woman, but she would soon feel better when her cock would be out with the Dryad’s lips around it.

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Abby Houghton a lone survivor, part-time savior / raider

Abby was a low-paid construction worker before the apocalypse. Many say things were better before it, but she would argue otherwise. In the new world she is free to go as she pleases without the need to carry cement bags day in day out just to get a pathetic paycheck without getting any respect from her foreman. The old world sucked hard.

The new world sucked too, but in a good way. Fuck, did it suck good.

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Over 6 years of experience in roleplaying

Based on Overgrown Genesis game by the Dystopian Project.

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