"Accept me as your sugar mommy and I'll give you this whole world as a gift."
I sat on a metal chair, hands tied behind me and a leg covered in fishnet resting between my legs. Much closer to my precious balls than I was comfortable with, damnit.
Though my main concern was...
'Why the hell does she have a knife in her boots?'
The owner of the boots, a devastatingly beautiful woman, loomed over me with a grin on her pale face. Her boobs were so close to my face that I could see the cleavage through her sweater clearly. Even her smell was driving me crazy. Damnation.
Still, I didn't accept right away. No way I was giving in just because a beautiful girl pointed a gun at me.
I gulped, sweat forming on my forehead, and said, "I'll agree, but I want to know why you're doing this."
"Yayy!" The woman cheered, which pushed her leg a bit further, making my heart leap out of my chest. I shouted, "Hey, be careful! Those are my precious balls."
"You mean our balls!" She grinned back... damnit, why did she have to be so beautiful... and fortunately she backed away. "They're mine too now, and I'm going to suck them dry."
Normally, I wouldn't be worried about it. After all, I do work out often. But this woman was odd. Too strong. So I knew she wasn't joking. And I certainly didn't want to become a corpse yet. I wasn't that horny to die because I pumped my dick too much.
"You want one-time fun or fun for eternity?" I countered.
"Makes sense."
I sighed in relief. "Still, why me? I know for sure there's nothing special about me. I'm not six foot, neither do I have six-pack abs. Heck, I'm not even that strong."
"Darling~ none of that matters. I can give all of that to you," she smiled widely and said. "I want you. I fell for you on first sight, though the supply of food is a bonus."
"So that's an important part?" Finally, I understood the reason for her actions.
"Yup. You know the value of food, so I want to monopolize it," she went behind me and untied the chains. "But I'm not a tyrant. Definitely not like those fuckers. So here's the deal. I get food and a precious sugar boy to spoil, and you get a bombastic woman such as myself and protection."
Protection... I certainly needed that. Not to mention a lot of information and many other things. Now that I thought about it, the deal was actually pretty awesome.
Raising my head, I looked at her again. Zero, that was her name, was a beautiful woman in her early thirties with an absolute shell of a body. It was like someone took my ideal measurements for a girlfriend and designed her.
Short black hair that reached her shoulders. A pair of deep black eyes filled with mischief. A gray sweater with a shoulder harness that pulled it tighter, making her already full boobs more pronounced and showing a lot of cleavage. It reached till her thighs, so she wore tight fishnets underneath along with knee-high boots.
Really, was this a joke?
How did the universe give me a cheat and also my ideal girlfriend on the same day?
Zero was definitely not sane in the head, but I was fine with it. I would be lying if I said insane women didn't turn me on. A blatant lie. Because clearly I loved them a little too much.
So considering her offer, I decided to take this risk, especially since I did need a guide and protection here.
"Alright, I'll agree." I said, smiling. "I hope this turns out well."
"I'm surprised you agreed so easily," she said, surprise clear in her voice. "Most men would feel hurt to accept this, as it basically means I'm the dominant one in the relationship."
"We don't know who'll be the dominant one in our relationship," I grinned at her.
I certainly wasn't among those men. If a beautiful woman like her was willing to spoil me, then hell yes for it. Only those who had been through an adult's struggles would understand how good this is.
"Hehe! Certainly, you are different than every man out there," she said, running her fingers along my neck. She leaned down and whispered. "That's why I chose you. My perfect husband."
I felt a chill run down my spine hearing that sweet, mischievous voice. This woman was dangerous and could drown me in pleasure before I knew it.
But I didn't want to drown in it. I wanted to swim in it. So, the moment my hands and legs were freed, I jumped to my feet and turned around.
Amusement swirled in her eyes as I took her hand, spun her, and slammed her against the metal wall. It wouldn't hurt her. I knew. And as expected, she just grinned at me.
"I told you, we have yet to see who will dominate who," I whispered and leaned forward.
I captured her lips as she threw her arms around my neck. Instinctively, I grabbed her waist and sucked hard on those cherry-red lips. So delicious. I could drown in them.
My hands went out of my control and slid downward to her perfect bottom. Even as our tongues entangled, swapping saliva with hitched breathing, I didn't stop my advances on her body and neither did she.
Finally, she pushed me away and said, eyes filled with lust, "Don't push it. I'm already horny enough, but if you continue like this, I'll jump on you."
She grabbed a metal pipe beside her and clenched her fist. To my surprise, the metal bent so easily. What kind of strength was this?
"See this? I can control it now," she whispered softly, breathless. "If we push it, I'll give in to pleasure and lose control of my strength. I don't wanna break you, honey."
My lust died down as quickly as it came. The thought of my dick replacing that metal pipe horrified it enough to hide silently in my pants.
Still, I was very happy. This was the start of a new journey for me, a new life.
Even I wouldn't have believed it if someone told me that I would get to see an apocalypse world one day, not to mention getting a sugar mommy on day one.
'I love it!!!'