Warlords dominate the post-apocolyptic landscape and soon, one man will dominate me.Taken captive, I am ushered into a world of luxury I no longer knew existed. My own room, clean sheets on an actual bed, and all the food I can eat. Yet — though I am told I am free to go — I know my captor desires to be my master.He claims me, making me feel pleasure I thought I would never have again.Then he leaves me wanting — wanting him so badly that I will do anything to have him inside me again. What my Master wants is to pump me full of milk so he can drink from my swollen utters.Will I let him bind me, nurse me, and fill me with his seed? Or will I flee his dominating touch — back out to the desolate wilderness.