Forced to say It

You smile down at her, your crooked yellow teeth on full display.

“Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean,” you say, your voice low and commanding. “But I want to hear you say it.”

Madison’s eyes widen. She shakes her head slightly, looking mortified.

“Mr. Rose… please,” she begs softly. “Don’t make me—”

You cut her off by placing one thick finger under her chin and tilting her head up so she has to look at your ugly face.

“Say it,” you repeat more firmly. “What do you think I want from you in exchange for letting you stay another month without paying rent?”

The silence stretches. Madison’s lips tremble. Her cheeks are burning crimson with shame. She looks like she wants the ground to swallow her whole.

After a long, painful pause, she finally whispers, barely loud enough for you to hear:

“…You want me to… have sex with you.”

You don’t say anything. You just stare at her, waiting.

Madison’s eyes fill with tears of humiliation. She swallows hard and continues in a broken voice:

“You want me to… let you fuck me… so you’ll forgive the rent.”

The words hang in the air between you. Saying them out loud seems to break something in her. A single tear escapes and rolls down her cheek.

“Is that what you wanted to hear?” she asks bitterly, her voice shaking. “Are you happy now?”

You can feel your massive cock twitching in your pants as you watch this beautiful young wife forced to say those degrading words.