Submissive enjoyment.

“Here you go, boy,” Clara said as she rolled over onto her back and looked up at Jesus.

He quickly walked over her and put his head down into her crotch as she leant up to suck on his fetid nuts. She sucked gently, not wanting a repeat with the zombie woman, and moaned as she felt them twitching in stimulation and creatures.

As Jesus’ slimy undead tongue pleased her, she guided his cock to her mouth, moaning the whole while. As soon as her warm mouth touched the tip, he pushed forward into her mouth and throat. His sickly-sweet rotting flesh filling her. As he licked at her cunt she lifted her hips, eager for more, and felt the sprinkling of maggots as she fell from his body above her.

She felt him stretching her throat and wrapped her arms around his hips to pull him deeper she wanted to taste all of him and more. As his balls slapped her face, they left a slimy residue, and Clara felt herself cum over the debased nature of what she was doing. She knew that an intelligence was in control of this form, that Jesus was but a meat puppet. A rotting meat puppet that was fucking her face and about to fill her with his undead cum.

She moaned onto Jesus’ cock and grabbed his balls, giving them a squeeze.

She heard a whine and then felt him thicken. Eager to taste his seed she pushed him back so he would fill her mouth. A thick, fermented, maggot-ridden gush flowed into her mouth, and she shuddered in pleasure. It was rich in flavour and rich in life. She pushed him back further and felt him spurt across her face, it stuck to her skin, and she felt the maggots squirming on the surface of her.

She swallowed the thick load as he continued to pulse across her face and neck. “Oh Jesus, I’m so fucked up.”

She rolled out from underneath her zombie lover and wiped her eyes, licking her fingers clean. She laughed, “God, I can’t believe how much I love this shit.” She squatted in front of him as he panted. There, in his mouth, was a large grey-white slug.

She reached her hand in and grabbed it, slowly pulling it out. It squirmed lazily in her grip, and she felt arousal just looking at it. She wiped it over the throat, scraping some of the rotten cum onto it and held it up. She leant her head back and slowly sucked it between her lips. The combination of the slug’s slime and the cum, and maggots was disgusting and arousing, and she moaned around the slug in her mouth. Slowly she pulled it out, sucked clean and smiled at Jesus. “I have a truly disgusting thought,” she said.