Several bible verses later

I was staring at the wall, my fingers still playing with the leftovers of my own juices. It's almost like I couldn't stop cumming. Her touch, either with her lips, tongue or fingers, brought me to new stages of climax I never knew existed. And now as it was over, I could not but just stare blankly at the wall wondering how did I miss on that feeling all my life. Nothing had come close to this, I'm not sure whether my previous sexual relations were bland or because of Lydia, my pale angel. Honestly I didn't care that much, I was just lying on the bed exhausted and stared at the wall, at something that looked like a fire-alarm.

'I'm going to have you sign some papers and the apartment is yours' Lydia said in a raspy voice. She was fully dressed again, the pity, but still from time to time dipping a finger in vagina and suckling on her fingers afterwards. 'Just so you know, you taste great, I'm going to need to know your diet' She continued. What an odd phrase that I never thought I would hear, but I would be lying if I said it didn't flatter me. Though as odd as that sentence was, her next one caught me off-guard. 'My husband said it was his best jerk as of late, he found you more than appealing.'.

'Pardon?' I asked, we were the only ones in the room, and though it is possible someone could've seen us from the outside, since the windows of the bedroom was so large and open. Which actually added to the danger sense of the sex because anybody could be watching Lydia and I go at eachother, but there were no highrise buildings nearby for someone to spy on us. 'Dark hair, olive skin and hazel eyes is usually my husband's thing. But I have to say you charmed me as well with your beauty, Layla.' She continued, disregarding my shock. 'We're more than willing to reduce the renting fee just for that.' She just stared at me, fingers continuing to travel across my belly, moving across my vulva and then to her mouth again. I could feel myself watering each time she did that. 'Thank you?' I said to that beautiful creature.

'From time to time we will come, either him or me alone, or even both of us and we will fuck you. And you in turn can fuck us, if you have any kinks you want to try, just ask, we will do the same.' She spoke nonchalantly, as if this conversation is a mundane and common business interaction. 'Don't get me wrong, we're not exclusive, you can bring anyone here to fuck, we just ask you do it in this apartment or building so we could monitor it and maybe get off of it.' She said, while pointing to what I thought was the fire-alarm, now I saw clearly had a lens. 'You want me to give you sex shows?' I wasn't sure what I was going for, I was clearly still horny, so sex did drive my train of thought, and the idea of being watch while having it, and having it more often that I had, was intriguing. 'You mean in exchange for reduction in your renting fee?' she asked, though it sounded like an innocent question, as innocent as solicitating can be, I was too foolish to not see how she stirred me towards her goal. 'What if instead of the rent?' I asked.

'Huh, well now this is getting interesting' Lydia fixated her shrewd eyes at me, yes, I was bargaining my irregular renting fees, but it was tough to think about anything else since the minx was back at fingering me, pacing getting faster the more we drew to the point. 'Sure, I guess we can do that, I reckon once or twice a week should suffice. But on one condition, it must not be paid sex, neither paid by you nor paid by them.' a third finger joined her other two inside me. 'What do you say?' she asked with an intense look in her eyes, watching what will come first, my acceptance or my climax. 'I want...' I started, panting unable to finish my sentence. 'You want to be our personal whore?' She asked, going even faster than should be possible 'Yes! Yes! I will be your whore!' I screamed, I could almost see streams of liquid shooting from beneath me, wetting the already moist sheets. I knew I would do anything for that woman, anything she asks or even if she don't, It would take me a long time to understand how much I would love this woman.

'Good, I'm happy we came to an agreement, sorry for the pun by the way' she grinned, 'I will bring you the papers. From now on you will be our personal whore and we will provide for you. No need to worry about the rent, you will be paid as an assistant at our company and we will provide you with our schedules so you can know when to pleasure us. Sometimes, we may surprise you, other times ask for you, and if you'd want to initiate something by yourself, we won't mind.'

Few months later, while having a strapon in her, I asked Lydia how did they knew I would agree to all of that, her response was that they have been monitoring me for a while, and their analysis told them I would be willing to do that, based on me having nothing to lose. All they had to do was just give me a push in the right direction and they would release the sex deviant in me. Though might be a bit frightening, I have nothing but thanks to say to them.