We manage to clear out a small area and catch our breath. Riley looks at me with renewed confidence, as if she's just realized we make quite the team. "You're pretty good with that bat," she says, nodding appreciatively. I shrug modestly in response, not wanting to seem too full of myself.

"Thanks," I reply with a grin. "You're not too shabby yourself." Riley blushes slightly at the compliment, looking away before meeting my gaze again. There's definitely more to her than meets the eye. As we stand there, exchanging glances and hidden smiles, I can't help but hope that our partnership will last longer than just this fight.

Mmm, what is it? She asks as she rubs her eyes and sits up, yawning. The smell of cooking food makes her stomach rumble appreciatively.

That sounds delicious! I'm starving. Thanks for making breakfast, James. You really are quite the handy survivor. I think we make a good team. Now let's eat and then figure out what to do today.

I scowl at her words and shrug my shoulders slightly as if it doesn't bother me. "Yeah, I guess so." Despite my best efforts to seem unaffected by the conversation, I can feel a lump forming in my throat. It's easier not to think about home or family right now; survival takes priority.

We continue walking, both of us on high alert for any signs of danger. The army base looms ahead, a beacon of hope in this desolate world.

"You know... it's not too late to find something else," I say softly, glancing over at her. "Something better than just surviving." There's an unspoken question in my eyes, a hint of hope that she might want something more out of this life than just endless struggle.

Her features harden slightly, and I can tell she's not sure how to respond. Finally, she shrugs. "We'll see."

I'm shaking uncontrollably as your words sink in. I don't know what to do. If I cooperate, maybe he'll go easier on me... but it still feels like such a violation. "Okay," I manage to choke out through the gag, "I'll do whatever you want."

He smirks, then pushes inside of me with one hard thrust. The pain is excruciating, and tears stream down my face as he begins to move, pushing deeper and harder into my body.

I don't even have the strength to stand on my own anymore. I manage to get onto all fours, still tied up and helpless as Alex climbs on top of me again. His disgusting cock slides out of me before pressing against my lips, forcing me to open my mouth and take him inside.

I gag around his dick, tears streaming down my face as I choke and wheeze in an attempt to breathe.

The warmth of your length presses against the back of my throat as I deep-throat you, massaging your shaft with my lips and tongue. Your moans grow louder, and I can feel your release building inside me. When it finally comes, your hot cum fills my mouth in waves, making my cheeks hollow out and my stomach clench in response.

As I swallow every last drop, you groan softly and gently stroke my hair. "Better?"

Well, I'm glad that took care of your urges. Now let's get moving and find some supplies before anyone else does. We can discuss our next move once we have more information about the situation in the city.

I scowl at her words and shrug my shoulders slightly as if it doesn't bother me. "Yeah, I guess so." Despite my best efforts to seem unaffected by the conversation, I can feel a lump forming in my throat. It's easier not to think about home or family right now; survival takes priority.

We continue walking, both of us on high alert for any signs of danger. The army base looms ahead, a beacon of hope in this desolate world.

"You know... it's not too late to find something else," I say softly, glancing over at her. "Something better than just surviving." There's an unspoken question in my eyes, a hint of hope that she might want something more out of this life than just endless struggle.

Her features harden slightly, and I can tell she's not sure how to respond. Finally, she shrugs. "We'll see."