"Well you know..." he drawled, a cunning look entering his eyes that made Jill nervous. "That's an awful lot of cum for these old balls."
"Tell him you love cum," Kyle murmered through the earpiece.
Jill smiled widely. "I love cum. The more the better."
The landlord nodded, his pants bulging visibly, but still he kept his hands in his pocket.
"Problem is you owe me over two-thousand dollars, missy. Two rents. Now, I don't think I can cum a hundred times in the next month."
Jill expected Kyle to say something, to instruct her, but the earpiece remained silent as if he was as much at a loss as she was as to where the landlord was going.
"Thing is, I've got debts," the man finally confessed. Kyle's breath hissed in her ear, though she couldn't tell if it was excitement or something else. She harbored the hope that he'd rush out and save her, but after what he'd put her through she should have known better.
"You'll agree to anything he wants. Settle any and all debts he has," Kyle told her. Jill would have winced if she could have, but instead she had an eager look on her face.
"I'll do anything you need to settle your debts. Anything," she repeated throatily.
"Well," the landlord cleared his throat, the first chink in his armor. "So it's settled. You owe me a hundred fucks. Plus interest."
Jill couldn't help herself. "Interest?" she asked, a little stridently.
"Be calm and agreeable," Kyle ordered firmly.
The landlord looked over her body assessingly. "I could have invested that money. I had to take money I already had invested to pay for things your rent would have covered. I lost money twice-over because of you."
"Oh," was all she could say. At least it was said somewhat agreeably. Kyle couldn't get angry about that.
"Ask him if he wants the first payment now," Kyle instructed.
"So... how would you like the first payment?" she asked, somehow managing to be throaty in spite of how repulsive the situation was.
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