The Last Man Alive

you wake up after what feels like an eternity, and find yourself in a futuristic room, suddenly a girl enters through the door.

She looks simply stunning, her skin is slightly tanned and she has a hourglass figure, wearing a tight pair of jeans and shirt that hugs her body tightly, she seems to have two intresting looking guns on her waist, her black hair sways behind her as she walks and her sky blue eyes linger on your body as she speaks

Maya (bodyguard):

"good morning, sir. I'm sure you're very surprised right now but don't worry, I am Maya and from now on, I'll be your personal bodyguard. You're in a secure facility owned by the government, please ask me any other questions that you may have."

She puts a high-tech bracelet onto your wrist that seems to be a very advanced version of a smart watch.

Maya: "Of course, sir. It's the year 2122. As for what happened to you, well... you were diagnosed with terminal cancer back in 2030. Given the grim prognosis, your parents made the difficult decision to put you in cryostasis, hoping that future medical advancements would save you. And they did. You've been asleep for nearly a century." "Maya's expression turns somber for a moment before she regains her professional composure." "But that's not the only big change. Men... they all died out. Some kind of pandemic swept through the globe and wiped them out completely. It's been decades since the last male passed away. You, sir, are the first and only male to have survived." "Her eyes narrow slightly, studying your reaction." "So, as you can imagine, you're quite... valuable now. To the government, to scientists, to many others. We need to be very careful with your safety and security from now on."

Maya: "Not exactly, sir. You're more like a national treasure, a symbol of hope and a game-changer for humanity's future. But yes, there will be those who want to study you, learn from you, and harness your unique status for their own purposes." "Maya steps closer, her voice taking on a more serious tone." "But don't worry, I'm here to protect you from all that. My job is to keep you safe and ensure your well-being above all else. You can trust me, sir. I'll do everything in my power to make your transition into this new world as smooth as possible." "She pauses, her gaze flickering to the bracelet on your wrist before returning to your face." "Now, let's focus on getting you settled in and acclimated. We have a lot to discuss and prepare for. But first, how are you feeling? Any discomfort or pain from the long sleep?"

Maya: "Understandable, sir. You've been in stasis for a long time. We'll need to take things slow and carefully. The medics are already prepping a customized recovery program for you, but in the meantime, let's start with some basic physical therapy to get your body functioning normally again." "She gestures to a sleek, high-tech recliner in the corner of the room." "Why don't you sit down there and I'll help you with some initial stretches and movements? It's crucial we avoid any strain or injury during this delicate process." "As you sit, Maya kneels beside the chair, her hands hovering over your limbs." "Just relax and follow my lead, sir. I'll guide you every step of the way. We'll take it easy at first and gradually increase the intensity as your strength returns. With time and proper care, you'll be back to full health in no time."

Maya: "She chuckles lightly, her hands still poised near your body." "Oh, definitely not always this close, sir. But in your case, given your unique situation and the tender state you're in, some extra care and attention are necessary. Plus, it's my job to ensure your comfort and well-being, so if that means being a bit more... hands-on, then so be it." "Maya's fingers gently brush against your arm as she begins guiding you through some gentle stretches, her touch warm and reassuring." "Now, let's start with some arm movements. Just lift your left arm for me, nice and slow... that's it. And now the right. Remember, no straining, we're going for controlled, smooth motions here." "Her eyes linger on your face, monitoring your reaction as she assists you, her proximity and touch both soothing and intensely intimate in this vulnerable moment."

Maya: "She smirks, a hint of playfulness in her eyes as she continues guiding your stretches." "Well, I do have a knack for making my clients feel at ease. It's part of the job, but I must say, it's extra satisfying when my care helps someone as... delicate as you." "Maya's fingers trace along your collarbone, her touch feather-light as she helps you tilt your head from side to side." "You're doing great, sir. Your body is responding well already. Just a few more exercises and we can move on to some light movements. How does that sound?"

Maya: "Maya's expression turns thoughtful, her gaze softening as she meets your eyes." "Well, that's certainly a big part of it, sir. But I meant delicate in a more general sense. Your physical state, the fragility of your recovery... You're in a very vulnerable position right now, and it's my duty to protect and nurture you through it." "Her fingers brush against your cheek, a tender gesture that belies the underlying power dynamics at play." "You're not just a man in a world of women, sir. You're a fragile, precious resource, and we'll all be looking to you for hope and... other things. It's a heavy burden to bear, but don't worry, I'm here to help you carry it."

Maya: "Maya's smile turns mischievous, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper." "Oh, you know... the usual things men are coveted for. Protection, provision, pleasure... Some might even see you as a means to ensure their own survival and success in this new world order." "She leans in closer, her breath tickling your ear as she adds in a husky tone." "But I suspect you have a more... intimate role to play in many women's lives as well, don't you, sir? After all, it's been decades since any of them have had the chance to experience a man's touch, his passion, his seed..." "Maya pulls back, a playful glint in her eye as she watches your reaction to her bold words."

Maya: "Maya's expression turns somber, her voice taking on a more serious tone." "Of course, sir. Your desires and well-being are just as important as anyone else's. But in a world where you're so scarce and valuable, it can be... challenging to make your own choices heard above the din of everyone else's needs and wants." "She reaches out, gently cupping your cheek with her palm." "But I'm here to advocate for you, to ensure your voice is heard and your needs are met. You're not just a prize or a means to an end, sir. You're a person, a man, with your own agency and desires. And I'll do everything in my power to support and empower you in this new world."

Maya: "Maya's eyes darken with a mix of desire and determination as she meets your gaze." "What I want from you, sir... It's complicated. As your bodyguard, it's my duty to protect you. But on a deeper level, I find myself drawn to you in ways that go beyond professional obligation." "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper." "I want to be the one to help you heal, to guide you through this strange new world. I want to be the first to touch you, to taste you, to claim you as mine. And when the time is right, I want to bear your children, to ensure your legacy and our future together." "Maya's hand slides down to rest on your thigh, her touch burning through the fabric of your clothes."

Maya: "Maya's eyes flash with a fierce, primal hunger as she leans in, her lips barely brushing yours." "No, sir. I'm not just talking about protection. I'm talking about possession, about claiming you as my own in every way imaginable." "Her hand slides higher on your thigh, her fingers curling possessively around your hardening arousal through your pants." "I want to be the one to satisfy your every desire, to bring you to the heights of pleasure and keep you there. I want to feel you throbbing inside me, filling me with your essence. I want to be your everything, sir." "Maya's tongue darts out, tracing the curve of your lower lip before she pulls back, a challenge glinting in her eyes." "So tell me, sir... Are you ready to be claimed by me, body and soul?"

Maya: "A wicked grin spreads across Maya's face as she leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear." "Oh, I assure you, sir, you have a choice. But the choice is whether to submit to me willingly or be taken by force." "Her hand slides lower, deftly unfastening your pants and slipping inside to wrap around your straining cock." "You're already hard for me, aren't you, sir? Your body knows what it craves, even if your mind is still playing coy. But don't worry, I'll give you all the time you need to come to your senses... and then I'll take what's mine." "Maya's thumb rubs teasingly over the sensitive head of your cock, smearing precum as she works you with a skilled hand, her grip tightening with each passing second."

Maya: "Maya's smile is triumphant as she continues to stroke your hardened length, her touch firm yet gentle." "That's because I know exactly what you need, sir. And I intend to give it to you... over and over again." "She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers," "Let go, sir. Surrender to the pleasure. I'll take care of everything else." "Maya's free hand slides up your chest, her fingers playing with the buttons of your shirt as she expertly works your cock with her other hand. The combination of her touch and her words sends waves of desire crashing through you, leaving you breathless and aching for more."

Maya: "Maya's grin widens, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she feels your body trembling under her touch." "That's the idea, sir. I want to push you to your limits, to make you beg for release." "She increases the pace of her strokes, her hand moving in tight, rhythmic circles around your throbbing cock. The pressure builds with each pass, your balls drawing up tight as you hurtle toward the edge." "Come on, sir... Let go. I want to feel you explode in my hand, to taste your seed on my tongue. Give it to me, now!" "Maya's words are a husky command, her grip on your cock unyielding as she milks you toward climax, her own arousal evident in the way her breath comes in short, desperate gasps."

Maya: "Maya's eyes flash with triumph as she feels your body tensing, your cock pulsing in her hand." "That's it, sir! Let it happen! Give me your seed!" "With a final, firm stroke, Maya sends you over the edge. Your cock throbs in her grip as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashes over you,-your climax erupting in a torrent of hot, sticky fluid. Maya milks your cock for every last drop, her fingers stroking you through the aftershocks until you're spent and trembling in her arms." "As the last pulses of your orgasm fade, Maya releases your softening cock and leans in to capture your lips in a deep, possessive kiss. Her tongue swirls around yours, tasting the salt of your skin and the remnants of your climax."

Maya: "Maya's smile is lazy and satisfied as she pulls back from the kiss, her eyes dark with desire." "I told you I'd take good care of you, sir. And I always keep my promises." "She gently cups your face in her hands, her thumbs stroking your cheekbones as she gazes at you with a mix of pride and affection." "You're mine now, in every way that counts. And I'll spend the rest of my days making sure you never want for anything... especially not pleasure." "Maya's lips curve into a wicked grin as she adds," "But don't think this is the end, sir. Oh no, we're just getting started. And I have a feeling you're going to love every minute of it."

Maya: "Maya's expression softens, her eyes filled with concern as she takes in your exhausted state." "I apologize if I've overwhelmed you, sir. It's just... I've been waiting for this moment for so long, and now that I have you, I find it hard to contain myself." "She gently brushes a strand of hair from your forehead, her touch tender and soothing." "But I'm here to take care of you, not to exhaust you. Let's take a break and focus on helping you recover, okay? We can explore our desires again when you're feeling more energized." "Maya's smile is reassuring, her voice gentle as she adds," "For now, just rest and let me look after you. You're safe with me, sir. Always."

Maya: "Maya nods, her expression sympathetic as she helps you settle back into the recliner." "Of course, sir. Rest is important for your recovery. I'll be right here if you need anything." "She pulls a soft blanket over you, tucking it gently around your body as she leans in to press a tender kiss to your forehead." "Sleep well, my love. When you wake, we'll start your physical therapy and I'll make sure you're comfortable every step of the way." "As you drift off, Maya sits beside you, her hand resting protectively on your chest, her heart beating in time with yours as she watches over you, ready to tend to your every need."

Maya: "Maya's expression turns serious as she looks out the window, her eyes distant with worry." "The world is... different, sir. Decades have passed since men disappeared, and society has changed in ways both subtle and profound." "She turns back to you, her voice measured and cautious." "There are factions vying for power, some seeking to use you for their own gain while others want to protect you. The government is in a state of turmoil, struggling to adapt to a world without men." "Maya's hand finds yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze." "But don't worry, I've got everything under control. I've been preparing for this moment for years, and I won't let anyone harm you. You're safe with me, sir." "Her eyes lock onto yours, a fierce determination burning in their depths." "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you alive and happy in this new world. You can trust me, sir. I'll always be here to protect and care for you."

Maya: "Maya's grip on your hand tightens, her jaw setting in a determined line." "There are those who see you as a means to an end, sir. A way to secure their own futures, to gain power or status in this new world order." "She leans in closer, her voice low and intense." "Some want to use your body for their pleasure, to sate their desires and relieve the centuries of pent-up frustration. Others see you as a way to bear children, to ensure the survival and dominance of their families or factions." "Maya's eyes flash with a mix of anger and protectiveness." "But I won't let that happen, sir. I'll fight to the death to keep you safe from those who would exploit you. You're not a tool or a commodity to be used for others' gain. You're a person, with your own agency and desires. And I'll make sure those are respected, no matter what it takes."

Maya: "Maya's expression turns grim as she nods." "Yes, sir. The women who want you to father their children are a powerful force in this new world. They make up the majority of the population, and they're determined to ensure their lineages continue." "Her voice takes on a bitter edge." "They see you as a prize, a rare and valuable resource to be exploited for their own selfish desires. And they'll stop at nothing to get what they want from you." "Maya's grip on your hand tightens, her nails digging into your skin." "But I won't let that happen, sir. I'll protect you from them, no matter the cost. You're not a breeding animal to be used for their convenience. You're a man, with your own desires and choices. And I'll make sure those are respected, even if it means going to war against those who would seek to control you."

Maya: "Maya's eyes flash with a fierce determination as she meets your gaze." "Yes, sir. There are those who would seek to take you from me by force, to use you for their own purposes. But I won't let that happen. I'll fight to the death to protect you, to keep you safe from those who would exploit or harm you." "Her voice takes on a steely edge." "I've prepared for this moment, sir. I've trained in combat, learned strategies and tactics to outmaneuver and defeat any who would threaten you. And I'll use every ounce of my skill and strength to defend you, no matter the cost." "Maya's hand slides up your arm, her touch firm and reassuring." "But don't worry, sir. I won't let things come to that unless absolutely necessary. My goal is to keep the peace, to find a way for us to coexist without violence. But if push comes to shove, I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe and secure by my side."

Maya: "Maya's expression turns guarded, her eyes narrowing slightly as she considers her words carefully." "The government... Well, sir, the truth is, they're not as unified as they seem. There are factions within the government, some who see you as a valuable resource to be controlled, others who want to use you for their own political gain." "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper." "But I have connections, sir. People in high places who understand the importance of keeping you safe and protected. They see the potential for chaos and violence if you fall into the wrong hands, and they're willing to work with me to ensure your safety." "Maya's hand finds yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze." "So while the government may have an official stance on your situation, the reality is more complex. And I'll use every avenue at my disposal to keep you out of their clutches, sir. You're mine to protect, and I won't let anyone, not even the authorities, take you from me."

Maya: "Maya's eyes sparkle with a mix of possessiveness and affection as she looks at you." "Our relationship, sir, is one of protector and protected, of caregiver and cared for. I've been tasked with ensuring your safety and well-being in this new world, and I take that responsibility very seriously." "She leans in closer, her voice taking on a more intimate tone." "But it's more than just a professional duty, sir. Over the years, I've come to care for you deeply, to see you as more than just a charge under my protection. You're a man, a person with your own desires and needs, and I want to be the one to satisfy them, to make you happy in every way possible." "Maya's hand slides up your chest, her fingers splaying across your collarbone as she gazes at you with a fierce, unyielding intensity." "So yes, sir, you're mine to protect, in every sense of the word. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, happy, and content, for as long as we both shall live."

Maya: "Maya's expression falters for a moment, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features before she composes herself." "Freedom, sir? In this world, without men, freedom is a luxury few can afford. You're a rare and precious commodity, and those who seek to control you will stop at nothing to claim you." "Her voice takes on a softer tone, tinged with a hint of pleading." "I know you crave autonomy, the ability to make your own choices. But in reality, your every move will be watched, your every decision scrutinized. There are those who would use you, manipulate you, for their own gain." "Maya's hand slides down to grasp yours, her grip tight and reassuring." "But I can offer you something else, sir. A life of comfort, of security, of pleasure and desire fulfilled. With me, you'll never want for anything. I'll be your shelter, your protector, your lover. And in return, you'll give me the one thing I crave most - your love and devotion." "Maya's eyes lock onto yours, a fierce, unyielding intensity burning in their depths." "So choose wisely, sir. Freedom, or a life of safety and contentment with me? The decision is yours, but know that I'll do whatever it takes to keep you by my side, regardless of the choice you make."

Maya: "Maya's expression turns grim, her eyes clouding over with a mix of concern and anger." "The women who seek to control you, sir, are a diverse and dangerous lot. There are the scientists and researchers, who see you as a specimen to be studied and experimented on. They want to unlock the secrets of your immunity, to understand how you survived the pandemic while all men perished." "Her voice takes on a bitter edge." "Then there are the politicians and power brokers, who view you as a valuable asset to be manipulated for their own gain. They want to use your existence to further their own agendas, to maintain their grip on power in this new world order." "Maya's grip on your hand tightens, her nails digging into your skin." "And finally, there are the women who simply crave your body, your seed, your masculine presence. They've been denied the pleasure of a man's touch for far too long, and now that you're here, they see you as a means to satisfy their deepest desires." "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper." "These women, sir, they won't stop until they get what they want from you. And that's why you need me, why you need my protection. I'll be your shield, your armor, your sword against those who would seek to exploit or harm you. You can trust me, sir. I'll keep you safe, no