Harem in a zombie apocalypse

[71] Bound

And there I saw, Al leaving his cabin with a lumberjack axe. It wouldn't be long until he notices I escaped from the rope.

While Al was occupied with the approaching undead, I swiftly entered the cabin, my heart pounding in my chest. Inside, the cabin was a stark contrast to its warm, inviting exterior. It was gloomy, with an air of malevolence that sent a chill down my spine. But that was not what held my attention. My eyes were instantly drawn to the four women lying bound on the floor.

Cassidy was the first one I noticed. Her long, golden hair lay in tangles around her head, catching the dim light that seeped into the cabin. Her piercing blue eyes shone with defiance, her spirit unbowed by the dire situation. Her clothing had been stripped away, leaving her in a sports bra that matched her fierce, athletic personality. The color was a deep charcoal, its fabric well-worn from many uses. It was minimalist and practical, its snug fit accentuating her toned upper body. The matching high-cut boyshorts were equally no-nonsense, clinging to her hips and highlighting her muscular thighs. The simplicity of her underwear served only to underscore her raw, inherent toughness and vitality.

Next to Cassidy was Kaya, her steady gaze offering a semblance of calm amidst the chaos. The intimate apparel she wore was vastly different from Cassidy's. She was clad in a soft, green cotton bra, its simplicity a perfect match for her earthy aura. The natural shade complemented her tanned skin beautifully. Its shape was modest and cozy, indicating her preference for comfort over aesthetics. Her underwear mirrored her bra's green hue, a bikini cut that sat low on her waist, subtly showcasing her lean figure and long, athletic legs.

Hazuki, the introverted nurse, lay beside Kaya. She wore an innocent white bra, its soft fabric accentuating her modest, tender beauty. The lingerie was enhanced with delicate lacework along the edges, adding a touch of femininity to her understated allure. Her underwear followed the same hue, a high-waisted pair that showcased her slender waist and petite figure. Her hazel eyes glimmered with a hint of fear, but there was a steely determination hidden beneath the vulnerability.

Finally, my eyes landed on Yan-Hua, her clothes torn away to reveal her exquisite lingerie. She was wearing a black lace balconette bra that shimmered subtly in the dim cabin light. The elaborate design exposed her enticing cleavage and perfectly complemented her flawless skin. The matching black hipster cut underwear highlighted her voluptuous hips and well-toned thighs. Despite the dire situation, she retained her elegant allure, her quiet strength visible even in her current predicament.

Their presence in such a state was a stark reminder of the depravity we had fallen into. Swallowing my rage, I moved towards them, ready to free them from their binds.

The girls notice me, just as I unbounded Hazuki, I felt a heavy blow to my shoulder.

Q: Would you go back for the girls or run away by yourself in this situation?