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From: Baphe Metis <mail.baphomet@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Landlord: Ch. 4: Holidays [Mf, Mdom, reluct, prostitution, extortion]
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Date: Sun, 05 Dec 2010 08:10:03 -0500
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Chapter Four
Holidays

I know I should feel like scum, but I'll be darned if I could find a twinge
of guilt in my whole body. If anything, I felt amazing. I felt completely
empowered. I loved fucking Jenny. I loved every second of it. I was looking
forward to the next time. I dreamt about different positions I would try,
how I would take her. I thought about buying her sexy outfits or making her
wear her waitress uniform. I thought about making her do humiliating things
like lick my ass or licking my cock after it had been up hers. There was
another thing I thought about: I wondered what it would take to get her
desperate enough to do anal?

Once again, I forced myself to give up masturbating so I would have another
load ready for Jenny's hot little body. I knocked on her door eagerly. She
greeted me with a smile and invited me in.

She had done something different with her hair.... Yes, it was curly and
much fancier. She must have gotten it done.

She wore a tight, little, red, short-sleeve shirt with a low neckline and
denim short shorts. Her ass looked absolutely perfect. She was an amazing
woman.

"So, how much do you have for me today?" I asked as I closed the door.

"Well... I was hoping you could take it out of service...." she said shyly
without facing me.

"Wait, you mean the whole rent?" I asked incredulously.

"Why not? I thought you'd want that?" she said. She looked up at me this
time. She had a serious look on her face, almost as though I'd insulted her.

"It's not that... It's just ... I mean that's a lot of 'service'... and
money. I still have expenses on this apartment, remember? You have to
contribute something to the rent."

"It's just..." she looked down again. "It's just... like you said...
before," she obviously fought back tears. "They cut my hours at work. We
haven't been getting many customers, and I... I wanted to give Katie a good
Christmas...." Tears started to roll down her face.

"Hey, hey don't start that," I said. I hugged her and pulled her close to
me. I loved the feel of her body close to mine. I buried my face in her hair
and smelled the sweet aroma of her shampoo and perfume. "Look, it's okay if
you do it for just this month. I understand, it's the holidays and all."

"Okay," she said, pushing herself away from me. She turned her back to me.
"So... good. That's good." She had gotten what she wanted, but I got the
distinct impression that she wasn't looking forward to the bargain she had
just made. She'd be spending most of the month whoring herself out to me.
The realization of what she had in store for herself must've just hit her.

"I'll just have to come around a lot more often," I said. Yeah, I felt
sleazy.

I walked up to her and started massaging her shoulders, more for my own
pleasure than hers. My cock started to swell in my pants as I, too,
contemplated the deal we had just made. I took a step closer and pushed it
against her ass. I brushed her hair aside and began to kiss and suck on her
neck. My hand found its way to her chest and I fondled her breast lightly.

Jenny turned and gently pushed me away. Her breathing was noticeably
labored. Was I turning her on?

"Let's... uh, let's take this to the ...uh, to the bedroom and get it over
with, 'kay?" she said, forcing a smile. She took my hand and walked me to
the bedroom.

As we entered she pulled off her shirt revealing that she wasn't wearing a
bra. She bent over, her back still to me, and pulled off her shorts and
panties with one clean movement.

Jenny crawled onto the bed as I got undressed. My cock was hard and ready.
It stood out in front of me like a weapon. It's been years since I felt this
alive, this sexually empowered.

Jenny spread her legs for me.

"You look, uh... you look ready to go," she said. "Uh... you can just get
right to it, can't you?"

I think she was trying to worm her way out of our customary blow job. That
was fine with me.

I positioned myself on top of her and let my dry cock slide into her pussy.
It took minimal effort as she was already wet and ready for me. The initial
penetration... I'll never get tired of that feeling. It was just heavenly.
Her tight pussy just clung to my cock and I dove into a world of wetness and
warmth. I felt her tightness swell up against the length of my shaft as I
drove my cock inside her. I held myself there, my stiff cock buried inside
her, and savored the feeling. Then, I got down to business.

Slowly at first, I began thrusting in and out of her. Then, I picked up my
pace, moving faster but keeping a steady rhythm.

"You like that, baby," I asked her.

Jenny turned her head so she wouldn't have to face me.

"Just... just do what you gotta do," she said coldly.

I thrust my cock into her more forcefully. She held back a grunt. I
quickened the pace and fucked her faster. I was annoyed that she wasn't an
active partner, that she didn't seem to share in the pleasure, or at least,
maybe she did enjoy it, but felt too guilty to admit it. However, her pussy
felt just too damn good. I admired her body, young and thin. Her ribs stuck
out noticeably when she was on her back. Her stomach was flat and perfect.
It was impossible to tell she had had a baby. I watched my cock go in and
out of her. I felt compelled to drive myself into her harder, deeper.

I fucked her even faster and harder than before. The bed was rocking. Jenny
clung on to my neck. I slammed my cock into her and she dug her nails in my
back. She was groaning audibly now.

I began kissing her cheek and her lips. She wouldn't open her mouth for me.

"Kiss me, Jenny," I said huskily, sweat was starting to form on my brow.

"Please," she said between breaths. "Please, let's just fuck and end it."

Fucking bitch. You know, she could be really trying at times. I was starting
to get frustrated.

"Fine," I said. I pulled out. "Roll over."

Jenny just looked at me.

"On your knees!" I said loudly. "Let's go!"

Jenny obeyed. She got on all fours and stuck her ass in the air.

I heard her suck wind as I plowed into her. I began to fuck her hard and
fast. The room filled with the sound of my balls slapping against her pussy.
I reached forward and groped her breasts clumsily. I took one hand and held
her shoulder, forcing her back onto me as I pushed my way into her.

"Take it, you fucking whore," I said. I drove myself in deep. "Take all of
me -- every inch of it!"

I could hear Jenny mutter something... "Oh, yes... Oh..."

I gave her ass a slap!

"Oh, yes!" she yelled. "Fuck me! Fuck your whore!"

My cock grew harder and I fucked her with a forcefulness and speed that I
never realized I was capable of.

"I'm your whore!" she shouted. "I'm your dirty, little whore! Punish me!
Make me take your cock! Oh! Oh! Teach me... teach me a lesson with your
cock!"

"Is this it, Jenny?" I asked. I grabbed her hair and pulled it, yanking her
head back. "Is this why you're a bad girl? Because you need me to punish
you? You need my cock to teach you a lesson?"

"Yes, punish me!" she moaned.

And I did, forcing my cock as deep as it would go, I buried myself up the
hilt. I pulled out and slammed myself in again and again. Finally, I slammed
myself into her as deep as I could go. I felt my whole body jerk as I
erupted with cum. Load after load entered Jenny's tight, twenty-something
body.

"Oh, yeah, do you feel that Jenny?" I asked. "That's part of me, going
inside you. You going to take that to work with you?"

I loved the thought of her in that cute little waitress outfit, running
around the restaurant all day with my cum inside her. My cock continued to
cum. I was filling her.

Finally we collapsed on the bed together. I held her in my arms.

I kissed her gently on the forehead, the cheek, the lips. I licked her lips
with my tongue, trying to get her to open her mouth. She just turned her
head away.

"Did you enjoy that, sweetie?" I asked.

"You ask me that every time," she said as though she were talking to her
daughter. "I told you, it's just the rent. Quit acting like you're my
boyfriend or something."

"Hey, you should show a little more gratitude," I said angrily. "Don't tell
me you didn't enjoy any of it. I heard the noises you were making, the
things you were saying!"

"That's just to get you off," she said. Then she softened her tone. "Hey,
look...." She put her hands on my chest and played with my chest hair.
"Don't be mad. I just don't want you to get the wrong idea, that's all."

She managed to calm me down and I just held her for a while.

"Please, don't ask me to kiss you," she said. "That's something I want to
save for ... for someone I really like. For someone I want to call my
boyfriend. With us, it's just sex."

Suddenly frustration came over her.

"Oh! I suck at explaining things!" she said, exasperated.

"No, it's okay Jenny, I understand," I said. I got up and got dressed. "Same
time next week?"

Preview of chapter 5:

I was surprised when the door opened. It wasn't Jenny. Instead I was greeted
by an older woman maybe in her late 40s.

"Can I help you," she asked. Her voice was husky and she had a hint of a
southern accent.

"Oh, no, I'm uh... I'm Jenny's landlord," I started.

The color drained from her face. It was as though I'd told her Jenny had
cancer. "Jenny's behind on the rent, isn't she?" Her voice was noticeably
distressed. "I don't want to get Jenny in trouble, but I try to be a good
mother. I would like to help her with her rent," she said. "When Jenny was
younger, I used to make a deal with our old landlord and he would help us
with the rent."

It was like deja vu. Now, I know where Jenny got the idea from. I wondered
if I was Jenny's first landlord?

To be continued in Chapter 5....
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