Pinned and filled

Her feet kicked in a feeble sign of protest as the dead lumberjack's cock smeared a cold fluid against her slit, dragging over her tender flesh in it's eagerness. Annette couldn't help but moan at the frigid substance and increased presence of maggots exploring her body.

"...Mmngh.. stop... Ahhhnn.. hah.. hah..."

Heart racing, her chest pushed up against the cadaver atop her. Annette's tits tightly squeezed against the necrotic flesh on the creature's torso, which promptly led to the wound caused by Thorne's sword to rupture and erupt in a swarm of maggots and some kind of foul pus to wash over her chest and trickle down her alabaster skin.

"Haahh.. ah.. ugh.. oh fuck... g-get off! Nngghh!"

Her weakened arms managed to reach up to her chest but as much as she tried to brush the little white bodies off her, her limited ability to use her hands ended up doing little more than just smearing the brown maggot-infested mess around her breasts.

The zombie's cock finally found purchase and slid it's entire frigid length into Annette, causing her filthy hands to instinctively squeeze her chest and moan loudly as the warmth of her pussy fought the cold of the rotten flesh filling it. As the zombie thrusted into her, the loose rot and maggots on the surface of the shaft were caught by her folds that only added to the overpowering collection of horrible but somehow pleasurable sensations racking her body.

"Ah! f-fuck! hahhh.. mmn..."

Breathing in the horrible stench of **** quicker and quicker as the wriggling of maggots both on her skin and the ones pumped in from the cock steadily thrusting deep inside of her tight entrance, Annette lost track of her thoughts. She simply didn't have enough capacity left in her mind to process anything except the twisted pleasure she was being completely and utterly overwhelmed with. While her senses dulled the revolting aspects of her situation, it wasn't a fast process as her justified disgust fought a losing battle against the growing animalistic lust within her.

As if to make her inner conflict even more one sided, the zombie shoved it's fetid tongue between Annette's gasping ruby-red lips and exploring the back of the priestess' mouth as it began to paint her gums and tongue with another helping of the rank, thick, yellow spittle she had the misfortune of tasting earlier in the night. The now dead gray eyes of her once-saviour stared into her pleading emerald ones as the disgusting sounds of an intense exchange of saliva accompanied the splashing of the submerged thrusting hips of the creature.

Annette moaned into the fetid maw clamped over her mouth as the assorted pleasures drove her towards yet another climax, causing her legs to spasm around the beast on top of her and her arms to instinctively pull the lower hips of the creature forward, granting the zombie's thrusts to attain a consistently deep rhythm inside of her.

While Annette's legs wrapped around the back of the undead filling her and her tongue pushed into the rotten mouth attached to hers, she began to feel the turgid flesh deep inside of her began to throb a few times. Thick cold jets of dead, maggot-filled cum coated her insides while she was mid-orgasm. Her thoroughly contaminated pussy tightened around the rotten cock, milking every last drop of the awful substance until it began to leak out of her and mix into the filthy gray sludge filling the bath.

This turned out to be the final nail in the coffin for Annette's fading resistance as she wrapped her arms around the neck of the lumberjack and began to explore it's mouth with her feral tongue.