Lady of Land

Karen loved her life. She didn't have to work, as her husband owned multiple apartment complex. And she got to do whatever she wants.

"Money for an old man?" a homeless man asked. Karen laughed and continued going.

Even though she technically didn't own the apartments, she still acted like she did. And she's gotten quite the habit of "losing" payments and making people pay again.

And she loved it.

...

She was going to sue this place to the ground. How DARE they do this to HER.

She looked at Matthew, her "Master". Wasn't he the one who keeps on messing with her fun.

She doesn't really care who he is. She'd hate anyone on that throne.

"Karen is Matthew's landlady, and is a pretty terrible one. As you can see, she's the oldest contestant at 45. She's also the bustiest, with E-cups" said Violet. Karen couldn't keep it in any more.

"HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME. I WILL SUE YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU HAVE, YOU FUCKING BITCH" she yelled before her voice cut out when Violet raised her hand.

"Matthew, any thoughts?" she asked. He let out a long sigh.

"I think you're going regret this one" he said. Violet looked over the literal Karen.

"You might have a point. Anyway, we're going from our oldest competitor, to our youngest"