Forgotten Time

"Go go go" Jin yelled out once she had closed her door, a handful of zombies not far behind that action as Joseph popped the armored car into drive and took off away from the super market. After a minute the thicket of zombies had cleared and only a few random stragglers showed interest in their vehicle as Jin took a deep breath and said "We need to drop off some of these supplies at least to the police station. They can't be that hostile to ones bringing them help."
Joseph thought a moment, concentrating more so on his driving as he slowly drove the car around the city, saving gas by going a bit slower then normal he felt. "Well, suppose so. They can't harbor ill will against us for simply helping." He had to agree really, a quick drop off of their excess supplies could help the police station gang loosen up and even help those at the church. Optimistic as he was he was still quite nervous as he pulled the car up to their parking garage. He was quick to hop out and open the frail metal garage door as Jin drove the car in. Once he closed it up Jin joined him outside of the car, grabbing a crate of supplies which Joseph would carry for her to be polite.
Despite how small it seemed on the outside, once in it seemed large and it look a few minutes until they made their way into the main drag of the building. Jin called out, not wanting to surprise armed men so they approached loudly and cautiously. They did get an answer which told them promptly to move into the next room which was a large open work area. Four men were there, armed with pistols and each with a fifth of whiskey they must have looted. "What are you doing in here, didn't you hear the warning eh? Should kill you on the spot" one of the men said which should have sounded threatening if he wasn't more then halfway through his drink.
"We came to give you supplies is all. We were just going to drop them off and go, alright?" Jin said trying to stay loose and seemingly nonthreatening.
"Yes, you see?" Joseph said as he sat down the supplies and pushed them over to the men. "Didn't want to intrude, we simply had the supplies and wished to see everyone got a share."
The men looked a bit befuddled by their actions as they bickered back and forth, the words lost on whispers and slurs until the one that spoke before stood and got closer. "Well, we thank you then." he said oddly though putting a hand forward to shake Joseph's hand.
Joseph smiled and shook his hand firmly as he said "Well you are very wel-" before he felt a hard punch to his stomach from the man. Whiskey spilt out onto the floor as the man punched with the bottle in his hand, taking the lightly cracked bottle and breaking it over Joseph's head which caused him to go down quickly. Once he was down he pushed Jin towards the other men whom gave her a knee in the stomach.
The two good Samaritans crumbled to the ground from the pain and shock where the men begun to kick and stomp on them. They kicked along their stomachs and legs, just weakening them in their drunken state until Joseph gave up resisting. Two men took Jin picked up the dizzied Jin and brought her further into the facility whist the other two dragged Joseph. To the nearest door, holding him up against it before delivering a few nice punches, sating a drunken rage ever so quickly. Joseph coughed up blood and his vision was blurry, body unsure of what to do until the door behind him opened and he was dumped onto the streets of Moresby.
Bloodied and weak from the beating he was soon giving a booze of energy when he realized he was the perfect bait for zombies. Fear, determination, whatever it was, he ran and ran and ran towards the high steeple which had marked his home for the past few days.
"Fuck that shitty TV, we got some real entertainment now" is what one of the men yelled to his cohorts as Jin was dragged into the main office area where many desks of officers used to be organized and well lines but now it was grounds for a strong hold. Jin was still aching in pain as she was dragged along, her hazy eyes making out the vague visage of a large room with who knew how many people around.
As one would imagine there were quite a lot of cheers rolling through the group as they saw a female for the first time in a long time. They already had a perfect room for her, the police chief's office, it was fairly large and only had a desk in there currently with old paperwork scattered around the worn carpeted floors.
Jin heard conversations back and forth though the words were lost on her mind. One of the men tossed her into the office before he went in as well, closing the door and smirking down at the girl as he went over to her, kicking her onto her back and took the tools out of her tool belt. Even drunk he knew she wasn't dumb enough not to use them so he sat the hammer, wrench, etc on the desk. He pulled the chair from behind the desk and brought it up to Jin, right in front of her. He unbuckled his belt and let his dirty shorts drop to his ankles.
Jin was already shuddering, not looking up as she pretended she didn't know what was going to happen. The chair creaked as it was sat in and then the gentle click of his pistol's hammer. "Eyes up baby doll" he snorted out as she weakly turned her head towards him. Her eyes watering as she saw the pistol aimed down at her and his pants down and cock hard and flicking for attention.
"Please, no, please" she said as she started to sob, blubbering through her tears as she said "We just wanted to help. Don't, please, we, we just wanted to help."
"You helped with the food and all, but now you're going to help us all a bit more" he said with a laugh under it before he kicked her side to make her move before placing the gun on her kneecap. "You either get up here and suck or I'm going to fire a load of bullets into your knee cap, now let's go." he grunted and then fired his pistol right beside her leg. The sound echoing in her ears and a low burn on her leg from the muzzle flash. He reached down and gripped her dark hair up and yanked her closer before placing the gun onto her neck. A low sizzle heard as the tip of the gun burned a perfect circle into her neck making the woman cry out until her tears eventually ran down her cheeks to her neck to the pressure of the gun on her throat where they sizzled away.
He pulled the gun away, pointing it at her still though, and sat back on the chair, releasing her hair as he wanted her to do it on her own. "Now sweety, you're going to get to your knees and give me a nice, sloppy, blow job. If you don't you will have your teeth punched out and I will make you give me one, understand?"
She nodded weakly as she turned slightly to get to her knees, shuffling up between his legs as her watery eyes fluttered between him, the gun, and his awaiting cock. Her body shivered all over enough so that the buckles of her overalls jingled softly as her hand moved closer and closer to the shaft of his cock before in a final lunge she gripped it, letting out a weak yelp as tears fell down her cheek again.
"That's a girl. Use lots of tongue now" he sneered as he placed the gun to her temple as a reminder. Her mind was lost, worrying about Joseph, worrying about the other supplies, about her friends and how she lied to them. Yet, those things flew quickly out as she had his pulsing cock centimeters away from her mouth. Her hand shaking quite a bit and making his cock shake as well as the light push of the gun barrel on her head made her mouth open and eyes cry.
The sweat from days of running from damned outside, hiding, ducting, jumping, and later barricading the station was placed right into the young mechanics mouth. She halted quickly, shaking her head even until her ears rang from a shot of his pistol going right over her head which made her dive her mouth down to her sternly gripped hand. She coughed a bit as the tastes overwhelmed her though the heated barrel of the gun close by made her start to raise and lower her mouth over his dirty shaft.
Her suction was weak and her tongue limply ran along the veiny length until she got a pistol butt to the back of her head. "I can kill you now and you would suck a better dick then." He yelled at her as Jin's eyes popped open, tears running all over her cheeks down to the already sweaty and salty cock. She clamped her eyes closed and went a lot faster, bobbing her head over the shaft while her hand held the base steady. Her tongue wasn't lapping and slurping his length, it was just staying put but that seemed to be enough as he moaned in enjoyment.
Whether she or even he knew it or not she was lightly being trained. The sound of her suction and drooling took over her mind and was being complimented by his moans and light jingling of her overall buckles. Yet her instinctual mind correlated this with no pain while her logical side was continuing to produce tears as everything said this was wrong.
"You're going to swallow it all bitch, hear me" he grunted out as she gave a weak squeak as a response. It wasn't long after his warning that she felt his hand push and hold her down on his cock as he grunted out, firing his backed up load into her mouth. She wanted to vomit and may have if his cock wasn't being pushed hard into her mouth as he made light thrusts up. She swallowed it which made her body shiver every time with a new wave of tears to follow each time.
With a loud gasp he yanked her off his cock and just threw her onto her back. Jin cried and sobbed, pulling herself into a fetal position and telling herself in her mind that daddy would want her to be strong. The repetitive saying in her mind made her eyes zone out through their watery view as she didn't even notice that the man was leaving. The door opened and talk was all around the men, some betting on whether she was a virgin or not, others playing dice games to decide who was going next.
She did not even know any of this was happening as she was currently helping her daddy fix up a car in his shop. Smiling in her mind at least as the two bonded over a particularly difficult Jeep they needed to fix which took them over 2 weeks to do so. All was perfect inside her pretend world until a kick to the back woke her from that and brought her crashing back to the reality she was in.
It was hard to tell if he was more drunk or more sober then the last male as he lumbered about the room after kicking her. The tan skinned woman looked up weakly, remembering the situation far better now. "Get naked bitch, I'm not up for fucking a dyke’y grease monkey" he snorted out.
Jin's blood boiled a bit, her fists clenching before she said "Fucking ass hole, go fuck yourself!" her broken voice screeched out. He dropped what little smile was in him and stormed over to kick her in the chest, sending her back and slamming her head on the carpet. In her dizzied state she reached up at nothing, either trying to fight or push him back though it was useless as straddled her stomach and pushed her arms down.
The woman had a feeble attempt to curse at him again before she got a slap to the face which shut her up quickly. The next ten or so slaps to the face were to make sure she stayed quiet and in line as he said "Clothes off" while he gripped one of her wrists and plopped her hand down on one of the bib of her overalls. She didn't move thought, only laid there under him, her pride not letting her do so.
To counter her pride the man punched her right breasts as her necklace and loose overall bib shifted before the rest of her body did as she screamed down. The scream was cut short by another slap that made a far louder sound as fresh tears graces her red cheeks. Another punch came straight down on her left breast as the metal in the buckles only made it more painful. Once again her scream came and as did the slap. It only took about four more until the woman held her hands up in a surrender motion before they went down to her overalls to unbuckle them. Her hands shook as she tried to undo them while he watched her lightly bloodied face do so with its eyes closed.
The man stood up and backed up, teasing himself with watching her tug the denim down to her ankles, getting caught on her dirty and worn boots. She left them bundled around her ankles until she felt and heard his foot stomp near her and that was all it took as the burn in her face and dull throbbing pain in her breasts reminded her resisting this only ended in more pain. Her head was turned away from him while still laying down she kicked her boots up and slid off her overalls, empty tool belt, and boots, her socks left behind. Her loose white top came off next before being left in her red bikini top and panties that were as dirty as one would expect from a mechanic.
Perhaps there was a two second delay as her pride wished to return only for instinct to kick it back down and her trembling hands to take off her panties and top to reveal her farmer tanned body. An outline of the clothes she just took off was left in her body which looked a bit odd but she seemed to be one that cared more for her work then the approval of those on the little island. The man was a bit disappointed by her maybe C cup breasts but they were perky and looked better then the many female zombies he considered fucking.
Once a proud apprenticing mechanic whom was being taught by the best on the island a few weeks ago was now laying in only her socks and her old necklace on the floor of the police chief's office with a load of cum in her stomach, bruises showing on her breasts, stomach, and thighs with a future of more bruises and cum forced upon her. There wasn't much of a fight as the man took his pants off and spread her legs, simply her empty eyes starring off to the side as she was penetrated and groped.
Her mind wandering off to the sounds of the nearby beach, to the shop, to fixing cars, getting dirty at the shop, to her father...

Hours went by until her mind realized her new location of being bent over the only desk in the room, slumped over it more so. Her mind flashing as her subconscious begun to run through what happened in seconds, the scratches on her body, hand prints on her ass, the disgusting emptiness she felt as loads upon loads of cum ran from her gaped pussy down her bruised thighs to meet the pool of cum that had simply ran straight out of her.
One small move of her body and she felt all the spots that cum had been shot and then dried onto her. Her mind raced as she felt the shots of cum that had be unloaded down her back and across her ass and even her face. Her mind being unable to cope as it unavoidably brought up the subconscious memory of her being taken at both ends before she vomited down onto the floor. Her body shuddering again as she only vomited into a pool of cum below her. Jin's conscious mind finally catching up only to ask inside herself "Why did I wake up now?"
"Ooooo nasty bitch!" she heard from behind her before a similar spitting sound then the dirty feeling of that spit landing right into her ass crack. The man behind her spread her ass and she soon felt the head of his cock pushing onto her ass hole.
"No no no, please, I -" was all she managed to plead before he just pushed all the way in her. She couldn't fight, her arms and legs felt like mush, all she did was stay quiet for a moment as tears ran down the now well laid tear trails from before she screamed and pleaded. He didn't stop of coarse, he went faster even as his hands gripped her tanned sides, the one place on her abdomen where sun would reach usually.
To him and the rest of the guys outside that were close would think her cries, pleads, and beggings were "cute" as her mind ran down a panicked list of desperation running from her friends to her father to God. It didn't matter though, not this time nor the 20 or so more times where every member of the police station gang go well introduced to the "new" hole for the evening.
Time seemed fickle as she was fucked over and over for hours yet she swore it was days. If asked about her time with her father she would say it was years and years ago even though it was mere weeks she was a happy woman in the shop that was part of her childhood and thought was going to be a part of her future.

The dizziness from hours of sodomization mixed with lower then average amounts of oxygen due to screaming for so long was a lot as expected. She had been propped up in the furthest corner of the room, leaning on stacks of old papers and trash. A new feeling pushed to the forefront of her brain as she stirred weakly. Humiliation. "Why though?" she thought for minutes until her mind and eyes focused and she looked down to see her trusty hammer had been shoved handle first into her pussy so that only the metal head of it was left outside of her, dripping cum down it onto her own wrench that had been shoved in her once tight and now currently bleeding ass hole.
Jin's eyes went wide as her mind raced though it went no where fast, only to cry as her hands came down to the hammer. She cried, sobbed, and sniffled as she slowly pulled her hammer out of her pussy and sat it aside. The wrench was next and it mixed a bit of pain with the humiliation as it came out coated in the thin layer of blood and cum. She went back to the hammer, holding it tightly, mind racing as she wanted to smash herself in head with it just to end this. The idea floated about her mind before she shook it, all of that idea away.
"It's okay..." she told herself as if she were 10 years old again before grabbing bits of the papers and trash around her and cleaned off her tools to keep her mind busy. She reached for her nearby tool belt and placed them back in their place, telling her self "Just like new." to get her mind away from the hours of being raped until her exhausted body gave into sleep.

Jin woke abruptly to the sounds of gun shots and yelling as dawn broke. Her bubbly optimism had returned in its permanently lessened state as her once dead eyes got some color back, thinking her friends had come for her. That optimism was quickly crushed as the men cursed at infected that had evidently attacked a few of them. "Fuck man, Mike's bitten, we got to kill him."
"Settle the fuck down. Mike's not dumb, he knows what he did yeah. Come on, let's see what we can do, last meal or some shit before he's gone." The talking amongst the men made her smirk a bit as the one they called Mike she believed was one of the four from the first meeting. The young woman shuddered as she felt the odd satisfaction of revenge though ever so light, it was still there and quite powerful considering those sorts of ideals never crossed her mind before.
Hours of nothing went by until the ruckus returned and it ran right into her room as the man she thought was Mike was wheeled in on a rolling office chair tied to it very securely with duct tape, bungee cords, and rope. He had a blanket over his lap, socks on, normal t shirt as well clothe tightly wrapped around his bleeding left arm. He was pushed closer to her as one of the brutes came right over to her and yanked her up by the hair, placing a gun on her cum stained breasts before speaking right into her ear.
"Mike here is going to turn into one of those fuckers outside and as a last wish he wants a nice grade A blow job. Two options bitch, you either crawl over there and give him the best BJ he ever had or we inject you with infected blood, drop your pussy on his cock, and tie you to him so you fuck him for the rest of your life and afterlife. Pick" he told her, pushing her down as her eyes darted from the man that order her to Mike whom had the blanket on his lap removed to show his erect cock.
She cried or her body tried to but it was getting a bit low on excess fluids as she got on all fours and like a dog crawled over to the wheel chair. She damned her weakness to kill herself, she damned her weakness to resist, but most of all, she damned her now considered weakness to have to help other people.
"Don't bite or get too close with your teeth or you'll be getting infected blood in you, and you wouldn't want that huh?" one of the men said mockingly as she crawled to him until she was close enough to get to her knees and scoot closer. Jin gripped his cock's base and slowly leaned down to it, lapping the head a few times before just taking it in and sucking much like the first time.
Jin was a mechanic who lived with her father all her life so her experience in these sexual matters was limited though still there as she was able to not bite or even graze her teeth on his throbbing shaft which tasted of sweat, her pussy, her ass, and a mix of many samples of men's cum. The young woman wanted to go a little fast, not wanting to risk him turning as she was between his legs. More motivation to go faster and do it better was the cold muzzle of a pistol being pushed into her ass with the words of "Do it better" following.
This event more so then him turning oddly enough made her really go to it, twisting angles here and there, licking, bobbing faster and faster. Drool splashing off her cheeks as she just went all out, thinking his cock should be feeling warmer as this went but it was becoming ice cold. A low growl humming through the body made the woman pull off his cock quickly and back up to the nearby wall.
The bound man was just finishing turning as he snarled and tried to bite randomly though he was so well secured he couldn't make much of a move. There was a moment of silence until a loud "Finish him off bitch, keep sucking." was echoed through the room.
Jin shook her head and just sobbed as she stared at the now "undead" man. "No no, you can't, he's dead" she yelped out to them, body shivering all over and her arm pointing to him as if they didn't know.
The aggressive one of the bunch moved in closer and grabbed her by her hair and yanked her back to her knees easily. "You're going to finish what you started, hear me bitch!" he yelled right into her ear.
"No, no, kill me, just kill me, no I can't do it, kill me!" she cried out, eyes filled with water and cheeks splashed with tears as begged for her life to end.
The man reached behind him to his belt line and pulled out his pistol. He put the rifled muzzle right to her eyes letting her stare down at it a moment before he pushed it into her mouth. Letting the cold set in before he pulled the hammer back and her eyes went wide as they dripped tears. She could hear the trigger being squeezed before she cried "No" right into the muzzle.
He waited a moment until her eyes said the same story before taking the gun out of her mouth. "Don't kill me please, I'll do it, just I..." she trailed off as she just moved closer to the one once known as Mike. Her hand gripping the cold flesh and soon a nervous mouth wrapping back around the now white skinned head. Jin was not herself in the least inside her mind, pure adrenaline from having the gun almost shot into her mouth was pushing her.
The mechanic sucked hard and fast, managing to keep a pace through her sobs and sometimes assaults of tears. The room was filled with the light banter of the men, the loud cries of the zombie, and the even louder sounds of Jin the former mechanic slobbering and sucking a zombie's cock in front of a group of men.
"I love my little Jingerbread Girl." her daddy used to tell her as a child, her mind latching onto that as latching onto her current reality would leave her as unstable as an infected at this point. Perhaps it was seconds or minutes, maybe an hour until she felt cold thick curdled like cum shoot into her mouth.
The woman gasping as it was released and pulling quickly back as she vomited into a pile of papers, coughing and spitting up zombie cum mixed with the cum of the rest of the men from before. By the time her mind brought her back to reality the room was empty and she was on all fours still over the pile of vomit she made recently.
Staring blankly at nothing but papers and a while was all she did until she rebooted in a sense. She wiped her mouth and stood up, walking over to her panties and putting them back on, then to her bikini top, shirt, overalls and tool belt, and then finally putting her tools back into her belt.
Jin found it quite funny her mind had dreamed up that silly zombie sucking incident, crazy even. She shrugged it off though, ignoring the bloody wheel marks from the "imaginary" wheel chair that was in there as she knelled down to look at the desk. The desk had a wooble to it and she was quite the handy lady so she used her tools and scraps around to fix the desk perfectly.
"No more wobble" she said proudly as she looked around and soon realized her work was done in this room. Pacing for a bit around the room before she sat near the desk she fixed, smiling at it and her work well done to it. The proud smile on her face stayed there as she sat on her butt and waited as the blood and cum marks soaked into the carpet.

It would be quite a few hours until her rescuers would arrive only to discover that her smile had diminished into blankness and her once doe like eyes gave off no sparkle anymore. Those hours alone allowed the truth of what happened to her slowly creep back into her mind mixing with fear and pessimism that would stew and only bury those feelings deeper into her psyche. Sitting quietly on all that happened for days led her mind to separate herself from her past life. To push this idea forward it needed to be cemented physically and the only option she saw to serve ties from the innocent Jingerbread Girl that existed only days ago, was inside the shop where she grew up. Waiting there as a test, a way to prove to herself she was strong and that what happened had happened to a weaker girl, a younger one, an innocent one, of which she felt the world had no room for anymore.