Maggie’s new life

“Fucking take it you whore!” Bellowed Gregory as he pissed onto her. Maggie was on her knees with her ass in the air, both her hands on her ass cheeks holding her butthole open while Gregory used her as a urinal coating her head, back, and asshole in urine. This was a regular part of Maggie’s life. She ensured Gregory’s balls were constantly drained of semen and he made sure to use her as a urinal. After he finished pissing on (and inside) of Maggie he would flip her over and watch as she masterbated while laying in a pool of his urine.

Out in public Maggie would still look like a survivalist on the outside but she would have he nipples clamped and toys in both lower holes keeping them ready for Gregory to use. Anyone who paid close enough attention could see the clamps through her shirt, they were small but not invisible. Maggie loved being Gregory’s fuck toy. He protected her. He kept her safe. The least she could do for her new Savior, would he to ensure he was always happy and content. Whatever he wanted with her she happily did it.

When he wanted to tie her up and whip her ass and thighs she happily agreed (not that she had a choice!)

When he wanted to fuck her ass then mouth repeatedly she slurped his cock and her asshole greedily.

When he wanted to creampie her she would beg for his cum.

Whatever Gregory wanted, whenever he wanted it, Maggie happily obliged. She was his personal fuck toy and urinal.

The training she had given Gregory made him an exceptional Walker killer and the constant supply of weapons from Maggie’s original group gave Gregory a whole new level of confidence. Maggie was curious (as Gregory was done watching her masterbate and began fucking her on the floor), when the saviors came back to demand stuff. Would this new training and new weapons make for one hell of a surprise. Speaking of surprises, Maggie couldn’t remember the last time she had her period… looks like she might have been successfully bred by her new Master.