Giving the Landlady Her Due

Texguy84

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OOC: This is a closed RP for me and little_golden. I'll be playing Jack, a tenant who has missed paying rent for the last two months due to various problems in his life. He is something of a brooding sort at the best of times, but after being left by his girlfriend and fired from his job, the stress has been getting to him. The landlady is on her way over to collect the rent from him, and he's angry, horny, and willing to do something about it.

Name: Jack
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Grey-blue
Body: about six feet tall, strong, but with a bit of fat masking his physique.
Hobbies: Photography

EDIT: Forgot to describe the landlady

Name: Elizabeth
Hair: Long and blonde
Eyes: Deep blue
Body: just under 5 and a half feet tall, slim, with firm breasts in the B-C cup range. Firm round ass from working out often.
Other info: Makes most of her money from renting out properties inherited from her dad, spends most of her free time excercising or getting pampered.
 
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Elizabeth loved life. It was so wonderful! Everything was perfect, well except for one little item. Her late daddy had solved her problem finding a real job as she inherited a bunch of his rental units which had solved all her money worries.

Most of the units had pretty good tenants and she had a maintenance man who did most of the real work. All she did was drive around once a month in her little candy red convertible and collect the rent cheques. Sometimes she had to take a few calls during the day to sort out little rental problems or to show a vacant unit, but mostly, her job gave her a lot of free time and no accountability, while she got a nice paycheck from her daddy. It was so much fun, she was thinking about becoming a real estate agent.

Elizabeth was quite a sight, and most of her male tenant loved to see her and chat with her. She was an all American girl, with long blonde hair to her waist, big blue eyes, a great tan, a big smile, and a sort of dizzy look that turned on the young men. Her favorite pastimes were shopping, exercising and relaxing at the beach. In her swimsuit, it was easy to appreciate why a lot of men found her to be a knockout with her shapely fit body and perfect C cup breasts and small tight ass. Standing a 5'5 she wasn't exactly tall, but she always made a memorable first impression.

There was only one delinquent renter. Today was the day she was making her third follow-up visit. That lazy bastard named John, was two months behind in his rent and she wanted to throw him out on his ass. The last time she was there she had told him off. From outside the front door, she had reminded him he was late on the rate again, and she had told him he was a lazy asshole, and better pay up or she'd evict his sorry ass from her apartment. A number of his neighbors had heard or seen the whole messy and embarrassing situation.

Elizabeth didn't care that she had humiliated him or stressed him. It wasn't her problem, and they did have a rental agreement. If the shit couldn't pay his rent he should sell his stuff, pay up and get the hell out of her unit. For all she cared he could live like a bum on the streets.

Driving to his unit, took about twenty minutes. She hated the neighborhood since it was bordered on a really rough area. There was a lot of shady looking people here, and she was always worried that if she left her car too long someone might come along and either steal it or vandalize it. This particular unit wasn't in the best shape, but when she had found John to rent it, he was more interested in the price than the shape it was in. At that time, he had the cash for the deposit and first month so she had taken him on as a tenant without any form of reference check.

Elizabeth pulled into the lane way and walked up the steps to his door. Today she was dressed in a sexy little yellow sun dress. Her ample breasts were well displayed. Her long blonde hair was worn down and fluttered in the soft wind. On her face, there was a light application of pink lipstick, but there was a bitchy scowl that would surely tell John that she was pissed off and wanted her money.

She rang the doorbell, three quick rings to set the tone....
 
John slouched in his office chair in his bedroom, idly toying with the expensive digital camera he had in his hands, zooming the lens in and out, trying out different settings on it, taking pictures of random things around the room. He had been fired from his job at the camera shop. The boss claimed it was because of the decline in sales because of the internet, but John knew it was because the owner's daughter, John's ex-girlfriend, wanted to screw him over as badly as possible.

He should have known better than to go after her. The stuck up bitch was so full of herself, and couldn't stand that John wouldn't quit his wage job at the camera store and go get a "real job." The fact that he also did freelance photography on the side seemed to matter little to her. She left him, then got Daddy to fire the ex and he was on his way to the street.

If only he could get one big photoshoot, maybe some kind of special office banquet, or even better, a wedding. Yeah, a nice big wedding, by some rich family that would be willing ot pay him through the teeth for his time and for the memories he could record of their special day. Then he'd be able to pay the money he owed that spoiled bitch of a wanna-be-landlady. He could afford to pay the back rent if he sold most of his camera equipment, but he very much didn't want to do that, as that was his only potential source of livelyhood until he got another regular job.

John looked up from the digital camera he was fiddling with when he heard the doorbell and scowled. He put the camera down on his desk and stormed down the hallway to the door, ready to really give it to the bitch.

He unlocked the door and swung it open, then was momentarily struck mute by the unexpectedly revealing outfit she was wearing. Scowling because she had managed to throw off his train of thought, the best he could think of to snap at her was "What do you want?"
 
Elizabeth was annoyed that the lazy tenant John seemed to keep her waiting. She had rung the door bell three times and certainly expected a much faster reply from him.

Another unemployed bum... Can't pay the rent... Won't move out.... Lazy bastard Elizabeth thought to herself as she pressed the doorbell two more times to emphasize the sense of urgency. She hated this neighborhood. It was just so damn creepy even during the day. This definitely wasn't a place she'd come alone at night.

"John... I know you're in there.... I'm here for the rent" Elizabeth called out in anger and frustration.

It's about time... she thought as she heard the door being unlocked. Then it was swung open with a slightly stunned looking John staring at her. All he could manage was:

"What do you want?"

"I want the 2 months rent that is overdue!" Elizabeth ripped into him.

"If you can't pay your bills... You're not much of a man" she pushed him further.

"I hear you're not working too.... How can you afford a place like this with no job and probably no prospects either" Elizabeth hammered into him.

"Well... well... How are you going to pay the rent? Do you at least have something to pawn?" Elizabeth pushed him. She was hoping to collect anything she could and then get him thrown into the streets. After all it wasn't her problem.
 
"Look, Dammit, I'll have the money for you, just as soon as I can get another job! How do you expect me to get you the money if you keep badgering me like this? Get the hell out of here, you spoiled bitch!"

Turning, John swung the door closed behind him, hearing behind him the sound of the door bouncing off the toe of a high-heeled shoe as the Bitch stuck her foot in the door.
 
Elizabeth gave John a look that said "Eat shit loser when he tried to explain:

"Look, Dammit, I'll have the money for you, just as soon as I can get another job! How do you expect me to get you the money if you keep badgering me like this? Get the hell out of here, you spoiled bitch!"

You dumb fuck.... Elizabeth thought angrily she stuck her foot in his door preventing it from closing. She suspected it scuff her pretty high heeled shoe but she was too angry to care.

As Elizabeth angrily forced her way in the door, she scolded him like a child:

"You listen her you lazy shit.... You owe me two months rent... I'm not your fucking mother or friend... I'm not waiting for you to find yourself or to find a fucking job... It's not my problem... I don't give a shit about you or your worthless existence.

As Elizabeth took another step, she didn't realize that the heel of her shoe had broken and on the slippery varnished wood flood, she had a big slip, and sure enough landed on her head as she fell backwards. Knocked out cold by the fall backwards, she lay in a heap on the ground her little sun dress now partially caught revealing a little too much of her legs and a simple peek at her pretty lacy white g-string.

It happened so fast, and her big mouth was now perfectly quiet....
 
John started in stunned silence for a moment at the view that lay before him. Realizing the door was still open, he dragged her farther inside and shut the door before continuing to consider his options.

Her dress had been dragged farther up her legs when he pulled her accross the floor, and now fully revealed her long, toned legs and most of her g-string. He looked farther up to see her breasts slowly rising and falling with her breath.

He just had an idea. Sure he might get in trouble for it, but this bitch deserved what she got.

Picking Elizabeth up, John carried her to his room and dropped her unceremoniously onto her bed. Looking in his closet he found some neckties and used them to tie her hands and feet to the bed, restricting her movement. He then looked at his camera sitting on the desk.

"Maybe I won't get in trouble... if I give her a reason not to tell anyone..."

John reached into his closet, and pulled out a collapsed camera tripod, unfolding and extending it and setting it up in the corner of the room. He looked into his camera bag and carefully picked just the right lens, wide enough to get the whole bed into the frame, but not so wide as to distort the pictures. He grabbed a flash unit, checked the batteries, and attached it to the camera before connecting the camera to the tripod.

About this time, he heard Elizabeth beginning to stir...
 
Elizabeth had no idea she had been dragged along John's hall and then tossed onto a unmade bed in a small room. Her yellow sun dress was pulled up and a perfect view of little g-string was exposed. Her long toned legs were bent on the bed. The sweet V-cut of her sun dress barely contained her large grape fruit sized breasts.

Moaning softly, Elizabeth squirmed in the strange bed. The bed felt warm and sunlight flooded into the room. There was great natural lighting. She twisted and squirmed a little more, as she was still unconscious, but someone was moving her about. She had no idea that John was quickly tying her hands and feet to the four posts of the big bed.

Elizabeth had been out for several minutes and then she stirred and awoke. She tried to get up but couldn't and realized with a shock that she couldn't get up. It was then by straining her neck, she could see the back of a man who was adjusting a fancy camera on a trip. It had a huge flash and it looked liked some professional lighting had been added to the room as well.

"Where am I? What is going on? My head.... Oh shit" called out Elizabeth.

A bright flash momentarily blinded her.

"What the hell?" mumbled Elizabeth as her eyes readjusted.
 
"Good, it looks like the lighting works."

John made a minor adjustment to one of the extra flashes he set up, then pushed a button on the top of the camera. The room filled with another bright flash and an audible *click* sound.

"Good... the camera's working. Glad to see you're awake. I'm just getting a few pictures for posterity's sake, maybe to send out to the Renter's Association and to Daddy."

John pressed a few buttons on the back of the camera. There was another bright flash and a click, then a short time later, another one after that.

"We'll just get a slide show of what happens. Good thing I have plenty of memory, huh? Now let's see what you're hiding under this dress."

He climbed onto the bed *FLASH* and began to run his hands up Elizabeth's inner thighs, making his way towards the g-string...
 
Elizabeth was straining her neck to see beyond the bottom of the four poster bed. She couldn't move her arms or legs as she realized she was tightly secured to the bed. It was insane. It was crazy. She was furious!

She recognized John's voice as the stars cleared from the bright flash. He spoke in a calm and professional tone as he explained:

"Good, it looks like the lighting works."

"What... What is going on?" Elizabeth called out again. She thought it must be some mistake. She wondered if this was some strange dream or nightmare. It didn't make sense. She forced her memory but temporarily couldn't remember where she was or why. But she recognized John clearly.

Tossing her head her long blonde hair whirled around her face. She couldn't brush it away with her hands and it partially blocked her vision. She could see John making some sort of adjustments to a second flash unit, and he was behind a camera.

"Click!"

At the same instant there was a multiple flash and she was lit up like up.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Elizabeth screamed out in protest. She figured she looked a mess and this bastard was taking cheeky pictures of her ties to some big four poster bed.

John seemed to ignore her as he explained in a flat calm voice:

"Good... the camera's working. Glad to see you're awake. I'm just getting a few pictures for posterity's sake, maybe to send out to the Renter's Association and to Daddy."


"The Renter's Association.... Those dumbs fuckheads..... I'll sue those bastards and you too.... By the time I'm done you'll be so broke... You'll be begging from the fuckless homeless! You let me go right now! I'll call the cops and they'll lock you away for kidnapping me!" Elizabeth screamed out angrily.

Oh shit... Maybe he's kidnapped me Elizabeth panicked. She was suddenly worried that John was some psychopath and if he was armed....

"CLICK!.... CLICK!" the big camera clicked under John's touch as he adjusted the focus of the camera and played with the camera lens. The flash popped twice once for each click.

"I said stop that!" Elizabeth tried to reason with him in a softer voice.

John spoke smugly:

"We'll just get a slide show of what happens. Good thing I have plenty of memory, huh? Now let's see what you're hiding under this dress."

"No... no... please no... Enough of this little game!" shouted Elizabeth though her protest fell on deaf ears.

As he climbed onto the bed there was a distinct "CLICK!" accompanied by the twin flash. It was some sort of timer set up and Elizabeth turned her head sideways trying to hide her face with the top of the head and with her long blonde hair.

"No... no..." Elizabeth pleaded as she felt John's hands running up her inner thighs and snaking its way towards her g-string.

"My daddy will freak if you do this.... He'll be angry enough with you taking these unauthorized pictures... But to cross the line and....." Elizabeth started to reason with him though a shudder went through her constrained body.

Furiously, with her all her efforts she pulled at her bonds and thrashed her body against the bed. It was futile but she did scream and thrash about for about a minute before she was panting from exhaustion and heat.

"Damn you!" she gasped at him.
 
"Oh ho! You're a feisty one, aren't you? Well, kick and scream all you want, Bitch, it's not gonna change anything."

John slid his hands over Elizabeth's body, feeling all of her curves before yanking at the front of her dress, tearing it open and revealing her breasts, watching them rise and fall with her gasping breath.

*FLASH*

He roughly took a nipple into his mouth and bit and pulled on it, sucking it roughly while he mauled the other tit with his free hand, before ripping the rest of the dress open to reveal the rest of her body...

*FLASH*
 
Elizabeth was furious at the situation. Her tenant was mocking her as he told her:

"Oh ho! You're a feisty one, aren't you? Well, kick and scream all you want, Bitch, it's not gonna change anything."

"Damn you! Let me go!" Elizabeth yelled out again.

"No... no... please no" Elizabeth protested as John slid his hands over her body.

"RRRIIIIIPPPPPP!"

Elizabeth's eye's went wide as the front of her yellow sun dress was literally yanked off her body exposing her large delicious breasts.

"Oh no... oh no... not my pretty breasts... You dog!" Elizabeth gasped.

*FLASH*

Elizabeth was momentarily blinded. While her big blue eyes refocused she felt a rough sensation to her exposed right nipple. John had taking a certain liberty and popped it into his mouth and took a bit.

"Ouccchhh! Elizabeth screamed as she had never been treated so roughly. There was a certain rush of adrenaline through her panicking body. Then she felt John pulling on her ever sensitive and hurt nippled. He pulled his mouth back and she ached momentarily and then began a hard sucking on her nipple.

Elizabeth moaned and gasped as John sucked on her large nipple. She squirmed as John teased her left breast with his free hand. As her face puckered in shock from his intense sucking, a second ripping sensation thundered as John further ripped away the remainder of the bright yellow sun dress. Apart from a tiny g-string she was naked.

*FLASH*

"Please... please stop... my daddy will freak... please stop" begged Elizabeth.
 
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"Well, if you don't want Daddy to find these pictures, then you had better cooperate, don't you think?"

Without further ado, John pulled the G-string aside and plunged his tongue as far as he could get it into her cunt, working his first two fingers in as his spit got her lubed up enough. As the camera flashed again and again, he pumped his fingers in and out of her while he forefully tonge fucked her, ignoring her protests.

After a few minutes of this, he withdrew his fingers from her pussy and proceeded to shove them into her tight asshole, as the camera continued flashing away.
 
Elizabeth was going crazy as her bonds her her tightly spreadeagled across the bed. The liberties that John was taking shook her confidence and she was getting afraid of where John was going. At first she thought John might be trying to scare her a bit but but his boldness was only increasing. The regular flash and click of the camera continued with regularity and she was helpless. Even as she tried to hide her face to one side, she was sure that the bastard had enough pictures to convince anyone they were real.

John spoke in a menacing voice:

"Well, if you don't want Daddy to find these pictures, then you had better cooperate, don't you think?"

"Look ... we can maybe make a deal... You give me the pictures and negatives.... after you untie me.... I'll call us even...." suggested Elizabeth in a much meeker tone.

"I'll tell my daddy you took off... You were gone before I arrived.... That the neighbor said you left for Mexico...." suggested Elizabeth.

"No... no" gasped Elizabeth as John pulled her last piece of modesty aside, as he parted her little G-string and plunged his tongue as far as he could get it into her sweet delicious hot wet cunt. As she moaned and wriggled, he then working his first two fingers into her after his spit facilitated her slipperiness.

Elizabeth moaned at the marvel of his tongue in her pussy. It was a new sensation to her and helpless she endured the pleasure forced upon her.

"You can't!" Elizabeth hissed as she felt John changing his intention as he slipped a finger into her very tight asshole.

"No... no... no... nice girls don't do that!" she hissed.
 
"Oh, but you're not gonna be a good girl when I'm done with you."

John pulled the finger from Elizabeth's ass, sliding it back into her pussy, which was becoming increasingly wet from her own juices, despite hersefl, and then plunged it easily back into her asshole, listening to her cries of protest.

"Give me what I want, and I'll promise not to let anyone else see the pictures without your consent. Refuse me, or tell anyone this happened, and then everyone will see those pictures. Your Daddy, the Renters Association, hell, even the PTA will get to see them. I can destroy your reputation depending on what you decide."

He decided to give her time to think while he slid his finger in and out of her ass and lapped at her clit.
 
Elizabeth sensed she would have to bargain to get out of this mess.

John made it very clear as he told her:

"Oh, but you're not gonna be a good girl when I'm done with you."

"I can't... This is a mistake... You don't want to do this to me... You must have a girlfriend or... someone interested in you... You're just not my type.... It's a mistake.... I'm sure we can make a deal" suggested Elizabeth in desperation.

"oooo... please stop that" Elizabeth moaned as John slipped his finger back into Elizabeth fine tight wet hot pussy. '

"Oh not the bum" Elizabeth grunted huskily as John slipped it from her pussy and back into her asshole as he threatened:

"Give me what I want, and I'll promise not to let anyone else see the pictures without your consent. Refuse me, or tell anyone this happened, and then everyone will see those pictures.... Your Daddy, the Renters Association, hell, even the PTA will get to see them. I can destroy your reputation depending on what you decide."

"Okay... we can make a deal... I won't tell... free me... and I'll cooperate" Elizabeth at last agreed. She was desperate to be free and to make an arrangement. She wasn't sure what John wanted but figured it had to do with the rent.
 
Nodding, John removed his finger roughly from Elizabeth's ass, then moved to untie the bonds on her legs. This done, he stood up to remove his shirt and pants, revealing an intimidating 8 inch cock, standing upright and firm in all it's glory.

"Remember, you said anything I wanted. I want you. No kicking, no biting, and no back talk. You can scream if you want, the neighbors are out on vacation."

He climbed onto the bed and effortlessly pushed her legs apart as the camera flashed again. Crawling forward between her legs, he pressed his cockhead into the opening of her cunt, shoving it home as he grabbed her shoulders for leverage, pumping himself in and out of her roughly as he listened to her cries.
 
Elizabeth had planned to escape when John untied her. He had taken the bait of her empty promise, but to Elizabeth's surprise he had been brighter and stronger than she expected. Before untying her, he had pulled off his pants and produced his 8 inch erect cock.

John reminded her, as he finished freeing her:

"Remember, you said anything I wanted. I want you. No kicking, no biting, and no back talk. You can scream if you want, the neighbors are out on vacation."

Though Elizabeth had tried to get up to make a run for the door, John had simply
climbed onto the bed blocking her path. Using his strength he effortlessly pushed her legs apart as the camera flashed again. She knew the camera had got her in a very delicate position.

"Enough of the camera..." Elizabeth pleaded.

Instead of shutting it off, John crawled forward between her long legs, and pressed the tip of his big cock into the opening of her hot inviting tight cunt.

"UUUUUUghhh" she grunted as John grabbed her shoulders for leverage, rammed his cock into her pussy and then began pumping himself in and out of her roughly as he listened to her cries.

Elizabeth moaned with each hard thrust. She was no virgin, but his cock was the biggest she had ever experienced. He seemed immune to her thoughts, feelings and wishes. The camera kept clicking and flashing as John pistoned his flagpole of a cock back and forth within her.

"Oh please...oh please" Elizabeth gasped as she started to lift her legs off the bed and into the air.....
 
John plowed into her, listening to her cries, feeling the tight, hot grip of her wet cunt on his cock.

"You dirty little slut. You're enjoying this, aren't you? You're getting all wet inside, feeling me fill you up like no other man can. This is what you want, you little whore, coming around her in your cute little outfits with your tits on display and your cute little ass in those tight little skirts. You come around here, saying you want your money, but what you really want is to get your holes filled by my fucking cock. Spread out on my bed, juicing all over the place while I fuck you stupid for the camera. Don't worry, I'm definitely gonna fuck all of your holes for you, so you can know what it is to be the dirty fucking whore that you are. And you're gonna let me, because you want it, and because if you don't, Daddy is gonna see those pictures."

John stopped talking as he began to bite and lick at Elizabeth's neck and throat, mauling her tits in his hands and pounding into her tight bitch cunt again and again.
 
Elizabeth was helpless as John plowed his big hard cock into her as her tight, hot, wet cunt was pummeled by him. She moaned and wiggled under his experienced touch though she would have preferred to have been silent, resistant and demure.

John taunted her with his crude dirty talk:

"You dirty little slut. You're enjoying this, aren't you? You're getting all wet inside, feeling me fill you up like no other man can. This is what you want, you little whore, coming around her in your cute little outfits with your tits on display and your cute little ass in those tight little skirts. You come around here, saying you want your money, but what you really want is to get your holes filled by my fucking cock. Spread out on my bed, juicing all over the place while I fuck you stupid for the camera. Don't worry, I'm definitely gonna fuck all of your holes for you, so you can know what it is to be the dirty fucking whore that you are. And you're gonna let me, because you want it, and because if you don't, Daddy is gonna see those pictures."

Unexpectedly, Elizabeth felt a hot flash through her body as his dirty talked turned her on further. She was now working hard to match him stroke for stroke as he fucked her. She held her bonds tight and tried to force her legs open further to allow him deeper and deeper. The pleasure was intense. She was moaning louder and louder.

Elizabeth tried to convince herself that there was love here - it was just sex. She didn't like John at all. In fact she hated him. But her body betrayed the enormous sexual craving that John was addressing within her. He was strong. He was rock hard with his cock. He was taking what he wanted and that made her feel very feminine.

The camera kept flashing and clicking. John was now biting and licking her neck and throat. He was mauling her tits in his hands and pounding into her hot slippery pussy again and again. With each thrust she moaned out louder and louder. She now realized that John was going to fill her with his seed. Though the thought was horrifying, her body craved his cock and his cum. She pressed herself onto his shaft even harder as she squeezed his shaft within her, trying to force him to explode.
 
John grunted as he thrusted repeatedly into Elizabeth's cunt, feeling her push back against him and squeeze on him, bringing him closer... and closer...

"Oh no you don't, you dirty slut."

John pulled out of Elizabeth's pussy, and took a few moments to catch his breath and regain control of himself before leaning forward and aiming himself at his new target.

As the camera flashed again and again, John forced his thick cockhead against her asshole, feeling it yield before him and tightly envelop his manhood as he slowly slid deep inside her asshole and then began to rut away at her, steadily gaining speed and force as he fucked her tight asshole.

"Anything I want, Whore."
 
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