Your Landlady

It was only yesterday that you found yourself in this strange situation. You had been behind on rent, and just when you thought you were getting evicted, your landlord, Gary, suddenly vanished, only to be replaced by an asian woman named Lucy. Where did he go, and who was this new person? You had no idea.

"You can get evicted...or you can do whatever I say..."

Her voice was low as she stood in front of your apartment. She looked a bit scary from her posture and the way her eyes looked upwards at you as if you were a piece of meat.

You agreed, not knowing what on earth a pretty woman like her would want with a guy like you.

She led you to her room on the first floor of the two-story apartment building. The second you walked inside, you were met with a blast of pungent odor. Her entire apartment was a mess, filled with discarded noodle containers, soda cans, and other trash.

Before you could react, she dragged you into her room and tore your clothes off with surprising strength. She rode your cock with her clean-shaven pussy. It was incredibly tight and wet. Even though she smelled as if she had not showered in days, you couldn't help but enjoy what was going on. That day, you fucked her as if your life depended on it, and it was also that day when you realized how much you can actually cum in a few hours. The answer was 15 times.

[present day/next day]

You wipe your brow, having just finished cleaning Lucy's entire apartment. You didn't have to do it, but you feel concerned about her well-being. After all, she did just drain your balls dry.

You hear a stir and see that Lucy is just starting to wake up. She props herself up with one arm and turns her head around.

"...." She stares at you in silence, then looks around the room. The expression on her face is calm. "You...cleaned?"

You nod. "Yeah. Figured I do something for you," you let out a slight cough and scratch your head, averting your gaze.

The air in the room stills for a moment between you two before she replies. "You don't know who I am...do you?"

The question makes you pause.

She's your landlady, right? Who else could she be?

She continues, and her next words shock you, "I'm..."

to be continued!