Her landlord

Melissa ran out to the living room and stared at the door. The knocking continued. Her body trembled. Her mind raced. 'Someone has come for me' she thought 'to continue my training'

"Miss Corrigan." A man's voice rang out from behind the door.

Melissa's eagerness sunk a bit. It wasn't Hot Pink. But maybe... "Are you with Hot Pink?"

"Miss Corrigan, it's Daniel Pennington, your landlord. I'm here to talk to you about the rent."

Melissa didn't understand. Who would come to see her who wasn't with Hot Pink? So she tried again. "Did Hot Pink send you?"

The man's voice sounded annoyed. "Miss Corrigan. You're behind on your rent. You need to pay."

"You're with Hot Pink aren't you?" Melissa was sure he had to be. She knew it was only a matter of time before Hot Pink sent someone to continue making her into the next Hot Pink. She was going to be just like Hot Pink. Just like her.

"Yes." Finally the man said, sounding exasperated. "I'm with... Hot Pink."

Melissa's body crawled with excitement. Goosebumps puckered themselves over her skin. She felt the constant moistness at her crotch grow. She leaned in toward the door and placed her hand on it. 'Behind this door is a messenger from the greatest woman on the planet' she thought to herself. She placed her cheek against the door, then stuck out her tongue and licked it.

And finally flung it open. Standing naked, except for the tape wrapped around her hips, keeping the dildo in her ass, exposing herself to this man.

His eyes grew big at the image before him and quickly, the man stepped into the apartment and shut the door behind him.

"You can use me any way you want" Melissa said, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She loved Hot Pink, but it would be nice to be taken by a man as well. Especially a man sent by Pink.

"Miss Corrigan" the man started, his eyes glazing over her body, his breath getting heavier. "I'm just here for the rent."

"Take whatever you want from me." Melissa said, stepping up toward him, cupping his crotch in her hand. She knew what was happening. He was being resistant, so she could seduce him. He was sent to test out her seduction skills. "I'm going to debase myself for you." Melissa knew he'd go back and tell Hot Pink about everything that happened. So she had to do good.

"Miss Corrigan, please."

Melissa squeezed his crotch harder, feeling it grow under her hand. "Don't call me Miss Corrigan. Call me slut or whore or cunt. Use me. **** me. Do what Hot Pink would do. Spit on my face and order me." Melissa trembled. Her teeth chattered. He had to order her around for Pink. This had to happen.

And it did. Finally Melissa felt what she was longing for. A smack of spit right on her right eye and his words. "Fine. Suck my dick."

Melissa smiled. Yes. Suck his dick. Suck his dick. Perhaps a little safe and easy. But he was probably starting off gentle. She had to do this right. "Strip and go lie on the couch. I'll be right back." The man looked at her strangely, probably concerned that she was leaving. But she clarified. "I have to go make myself look beautiful for you." She knew Hot Pink would do the same.

Quickly in the bathroom, Melissa slicked up her blonde mohawk, and put on some black mascara, and silver lipstick. Then she grabbed her red lipstick and tried to remember the man's name.

Melissa reappeared to the man with the words "Dan's Slut" written on her breasts in red. She smiled as she walked up to his fat naked body and jumped onto the couch, curling herself like an animal over his legs.

His cock was small, only four or five inches, so Melissa knew she'd be able to take it deep without trouble. She hoped she could please him, and he'd tell Hot Pink all about it. "If I do bad." She said. "Smack me."

"Stop talking" the man answered

And Melissa held up his cock and spit onto the spot where his member met his balls. Then leaned in and started to lick, first grabbing that saliva and spreading it all over his throbbing manhood and his rigid ballsack. The man moaned. It wasn't long before precum started building at the tip of his prick. Melissa eagerly slurped it up, making a wet slurping noise she knew he'd love. And then she drooled it back down onto his knob.

Melissa felt tempted to finally attack his cock, and put it deep into her throat. But she knew that might end him quickly. So instead she worked at his balls for a bit, spreading her saliva around every inch of his scrotum, occasionally lifting her head up so he could see the many strands of spit that stretched between her tongue and his sack. He was happy. And Melissa was proud.

And finally she curled her lips around his cock, relaxed her throat and slid her mouth all the way down his shaft, until lit pressed against his body. Then Melissa started to bob on his dick, hard and fast, over and over, spit pouring from the corners of her mouth. When her throat resisted she made herself keep going, she made herself go harder. If only Hot Pink could see her, she thought.

She relented and let a massive bubble of spit and precum build itself between her lips and the mans cock and then quickly slurped it up. Her body built with sweat. She became more aware of the dildo plugging her ass as her breathes made her body heave against it. She let more spit slide out from between her lips. It covered the man's balls in a pool of wetness. She leaned in and slurped it up again, coughing, but smiling.

And finally the man came, just as Melissa was slipping his cock down her throat again. He came and he was pleased. Melissa could tell. She jumped off him, wiping the mess from her face.

He looked at her and shook his head, "I guess that'll do for the rent," then started to put on his clothes.

"Wait!" Melissa was shocked. "You're not going already? There's still so much to do."