Closing the deal (quickly please)

I just closed my eyes. I didn't want to witness what came next. I just tried my best to ignore it. It was uncomfortable. The president of the USA was uncomfortably near my naked cock. And I was not gay. I didn't like it. I guess it showed on my face, because the whole affair was quickly over. I guess the Zombies must have caught on to my dislike. Thank goodness for that. A few unpleasant slurping sounds later the whole thing was over.

I opened my eyes. And lo and behold. He was back to kneeling at some distance. I cleared my throat. "Well... Mr. President. That was.... quite the affair." I sighed. I didn't know what to say to this man, and he in turn did not know what to say to me. I think it was mostly out of fear for loosing his life. If he said the wrong thing, he could be "discarded" (as it said in the contract) and I figured he'd rather avoid that. I just shifted uncomfortably in my seat, his daughter still on my lap.

"I... well... It's such a huge relief to finally be able to talk with someone! Oh god. Last I could talk to anyone who could speak back was... well... I don't remember how many days ago... but I was searching for my girlfriend Harper and asked some strangers on the street if they had seen her." I said awkwardly.

He just looked back at me, seeming to contemplate the situation for a while. "You can talk back to me. Or.. Um... Kelly! Don't punish him for anything he says, ok? I mean it! I want to converse with an actual person for once. Please. Even if he says something stupid. Even if he says he will kill me, that I'm not his god. Whatever. Just. Please?" I said with longing in my voice and looked at Kelly. She smiled at me and nodded. She took my hand which was still fasten to the throne by metal cuffs and shook it. Like she just made a business deal. She beamed a smile at her father and nodded.

I gulped. "Umm... so... I know this is awkard..." I began. "And I just want to say I'm as much of a prisoner too. Or maybe not from your perspective... but... I have to choose my words carefully I think. I never know how they might react. They shot the people who owned this mansion!" I said. His eyes widened a bit at my words, but not much. I guess that since they nearly shot him, it wouldn't surprise him that much that they actually shot other people.

"I don't quite know what to say, young man." He let out a huge sigh, like he had been holding his breath. Young man was not on the list of things he was allowed to call me. I knew it, he knew it, and Kelly knew it. But I had given him carte blanche to say whatever he wanted for a period. I dreaded what would happen if he called me that later.

"Allow him to address me as Yong Man later." I quickly said to Kelly, who brought her index finger to her chin in a gesture as if she was thinking it over. She looked at her dad, but ultimately nodded at my suggestion when she looked back at me and saw the pleading in my eyes. "young man..." I chuckled. "Sounds like Yoda or some star wars name if you say it as one word, or as a title. Feels weird. Youngman. Or like a Chinese name. " He allowed himself to chuckle nervously at that. I could still see he was tense, although he had relaxed enough to let out a laugh.

"So. What the fuck do we do now?" I asked him. "I... It would kinda be nice to have someone to talk to, but... this is also a bit awkward..." I said.

"Now, youngman" He said and chuckled a bit, catching on to my earlier joke. "Now, I will go do some fucked up shit. Even though I don't want to. Guess I'll be working my part to fulfill the contract" He shrugged. "And you... well... I guess they have their plans for you too." He said ominously. He rose to his feet. They allowed him too. A suit Zombie unlocked his handcuffs while another unlocked his cuffs around his ankles, so he once more was free to move about. He rubbed his hands where the cuffs had been as if they had strained his skin and he was once more tasting the sweet sensation of freedom at long last.

The naked Zombie gestured to the parchment with a pen in her hand. "Oh... yeah... that too." He said as he stumbled forward to take the pen. "I don't have any table." He said awkwardly. Then the naked Zombie bent down. She got down on her hands and knees, on all fours. The president looked uncomfortable but shrugged. "I guess that works too." He mumbled as he put the parchment down on the woman's back. He then signed it. "Then there was the video too." He mumbled. "May I leave?" He asked no one in particular. I didn't think he asked me, so I didn't answer. The problem was that nobody else answered. I mean, the Zombies couldn't respond verbally, but I at least expected a gesture or something. There was only silence. He then chuckled at himself. "Ok, Mistress. Mistress may I please take my leave now? And..." he swallowed hard "do my... duties?" The air was tense for a brief moment. But it quickly faded. Kelly smiled at him and nodded. With the air of a Queen she did a shoo motion with her hands as if to shoo off some manservant. The clattering of her jewelry on her arm added to the whole 'queenly' image of her.

And off walked the president. Many of the Suit Zombies followed as he walked out the door. But a handful remained with us too. I sighed. There was the only person whom I could have a conversation with so far, and he was leaving. I guess I should get used to talking to basically talk to myself. "Well, at least you can hear what I say." I said and Kelly eagerly nodded to my words and kissed my cheek tenderly.