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Blackmailed by the Landlord

She's willing to do anything.

By Amora JonesPublished 5 years ago 10 min read
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A knock on the door made Jake swear. He had blocked out a half hour for himself to enjoy a cup of tea and a novel, but it looked like that would have to wait, thanks to one of his tenants clogging up a toilet or playing their music too loud. “Just a minute!” He shouted as he turned off the whistling tea kettle and answered the door.

To his surprise, Maria was on the other side. She was the one tenant he tried to avoid at all costs, not because she was annoying or troublesome, but because he wanted to dominate her more than anything. She was very fragile looking with a pretty face, the very image of his ideal sub.

But when he caught sight of her tear-stained face and trembling body, concern took over him. “Come in,” he said.

She came inside and he shut the door behind her. She was sobbing quietly. “I-I need,” she struggled to get the words out but she couldn’t.

“Shh,” he said. “Sit down on the couch. Take a minute.”

She obeyed and Jake had to close his eyes and force himself not to think about how good it felt to have her obey even the most innocent of commands. He poured a cup of hot herbal tea and handed it to her. “This will help you relax,” he said.

He sat down on the opposite end of the couch and watched her try to calm down as she sipped the tea. After a few minutes, she was finally able to speak. “I need a week’s extension on my rent,” she said.

Jake sighed and rubbed his face with his hands. “Maria, I have my own bills to pay,” he said. “If I give you an extension, what’s to keep everyone else in the building from demanding one? How will I know you won’t need one again?”

She flinched slightly at his tone, which was harsher than he intended. She didn't deserve his irritation. After all, she had always been the model tenant. Not once had he gotten a noise complaint about her, nor had she ever missed a payment.

He opened his mouth to apologize but she beat him to it. "I'm sorry," she said. "I wouldn't ask for it, but my checking account was hacked. Someone stole all my money." She let out a shaky breath. "The bank said they would replace it, but it would take seven business days." She started shaking again. Jake balled his hands into fists to keep from reaching out and gathering her into his arms. "So please, I just need a week," she said. "Then I can pay the rent. I wouldn't ask for it if I had a choice.”

"I know," he said softly. "Don't worry, I can give you an extension. Pay me within two weeks and we won't have a problem."

She breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much," she said. "I really, really appreciate it."

If only she knew what he wanted to do to her. Her gratitude would vanish within an instant if she did. He looked away and silently counted to five, willing to keep his feelings in check. "It's no problem," he said.

There was a couple minutes of silence and he knew there was something else she wanted to say. "Yes?" he asked patiently.

"I know I'm probably pushing my luck, but could you lend me five hundred dollars?" she asked in a small voice.

He raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "You want what, now?"

"It's just I have student loan payments and a car payment due this week as well and there's no way I can get extensions on those. I'll pay you back, I promise."

He looked at her again, his eyes immediately focusing on her lips. She was biting her plump bottom lip and he couldn't think of anything but biting them himself. Then she shifted slightly and her lowcut dress shifted and gave him a view of her round, heavy breasts that were just begging to be played with. A horrible idea formed in his mind. "I don't like giving out loans," he said. "Especially to tenants."

"Please," she said. "I just need the money for a week and I'll pay you back. I'll do anything."

"Anything, huh?" he said. "Do you really mean that?"

"Yes," she whispered. "I do. I really mean it."

Blood rushed to his groin and his erection suddenly pressed against the zipper of his jeans painfully. "Then show me your tits."

She froze, eyes wide.

"I thought you needed the loan, Maria. Were you just playing around? Trying to see how much you could take advantage of me?"

She shook her head silently.

"Then don't make me ask twice."

She grabbed one of her thin dress straps and pushed it off her shoulder, revealing one luscious breast. Then she pushed the other one down, leaving both breasts exposed.

"Clasp your elbows behind your back."

She obeyed and her chest was pushed out on display even more. He smiled slightly as he watched her. As he examined her breasts. He loved feeling in control like this. "Come closer. But keep your hands behind your back."

She put her feet up on the couch and moved on her knees, until she was only inches away. He cupped her right breast and squeezed. She gasped softly. "Don't move," he ordered. "If you move or make a sound, you don't get any money."

She bit her lip and breathed deeply but didn't move again. He smiled and tugged sharply on her nipple. Her face flushed and she gritted her teeth. But she didn't move or squirm. He smiled. "Good girl," he said. "You're trained, aren't you?"

She looked at him with questioning eyes.

"It's okay," he said. "Answer yes, master, or no, master."

"Yes, master," she said.

"Good," he felt his excitement rise. "If you ever want me to stop, just say red, and I will. But if you use your safe word, then you can kiss that money goodbye. Understand?"

"Yes, master."

"Good girl. Good slave." He buried his nose into her hair and breathed in her delicious scent as he continued playing with her breasts. He trailed kisses down her temple, her cheeks, her jaw, to her neck. Her pulse quickened against his lips and he gently scraped his teeth against the pulse point. She shivered. He raised his hand and smacked her breast. Her mouth dropped open in surprise but no sound came out. "I told you not to move, didn't I?"

"Yes, master," her voice shook, but not from fear. He could sense the arousal rising in her. She liked submitting to him. She wanted to be dominated. And he was all too willing to oblige her.

"Stand up," he ordered. She hurried to obey him. He grabbed the skirt of her dress and with one tug pulled it down over her hips and let it pool around her feet on the floor. Now all she was wearing was a pair of lacy, white underwear. He slid a hand up her inner thigh to her pussy and smiled. Her underwear was completely soaked. She wanted this as much as he did.

He slowly stroked her through her underwear and watched her face as she struggled to keep quiet. He moved aside her underwear and pinched her clit. Maria bit her lip hard but she didn’t make a sound or move. Jake smiled, very pleased with his new slave.

He pulled her into his lap and kissed her roughly on the mouth, tasting the blood on her lip from when she bit it. Pleasure raced down his spine from the lengths she would go to obey him.

He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down onto the couch, so she was lying on her back. He got on top of her and looked down at her, taking in her beauty, her sexiness. For the moment, she was his. He could barely believe his luck.

He kissed her again, tenderly this time. Her lips moved against his as she accepted the kiss and gave one in return. He smiled slightly and then slid his hand up her thigh where he hooked two fingers into her underwear and slid them down her legs. She lifted her hips up to meet his own and he pressed his hand against her stomach and firmly pinned her down to the couch. “I didn’t say you could move, slave.”

His hand traveled to her pussy and he felt her slick folds. She was dripping, her body practically begging for him. And he was all too willing to comply. He trailed kisses down the side of her neck as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his hard cock. “Bend your knees and put your feet flat on the couch,” he murmured.

Maria did so, leaving her pussy completely exposed to him, and his for the taking. He slowly eased himself into her and groaned. It felt like heaven. She moaned slightly and pressed her face into his shoulder to muffle the sound, but he didn’t care. It felt too good to be in her tight pussy. He couldn’t think about anything else. He groaned and thrust into her over and over, pulling almost all the way out and then ramming back in, sheathing his cock inside her over and over until the pleasure built up in his cock and he was about to explode.

He could barely restrain himself enough to reach down and finger her clit. He wanted her to come first, to see the pleasure on her face and feel her orgasm around his cock. Maria moaned loudly, unable to hold it in any longer and he worked her clit harder. “Come, slave,” he ordered. “Come for your master.”

Her entire body stiffened and her pussy pulsed as she came. Her pleasure flooded her pussy and soaked his cock, sending waves of pleasure through Jake’s body until he was shaking with need. As Maria’s body went limp, he pulled out and came all over her legs, shuddering as his mind went blank with pleasure.

Jake slowly moved off her and stood up, zipping up his pants as he grabbed a paper towel from the kitchen and handed it to Maria, who quickly cleaned herself and then curled up into a ball on the side of the couch. Her face was flushed from pleasure and a slight hint of mortification.

“Thank you,” Jake said quietly as he handed her her clothes. Maria slipped her dress on over her, but didn’t bother with the underwear, instead balling it into her hand. “Are you okay?” he asked.

Fear and guilt stabbed at him as he watched her. He shouldn’t have fucked her. Hell, he practically forced her to submit. Just because she enjoyed it too didn’t give him the right to just take control of her.

“I’m all right,” Maria said. She smiled slightly. “I really am. I enjoyed submitting to you. Just surprised. I-I didn’t think you’d like me that way. And I definitely didn’t think you would do it because I asked for a loan.”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I never should have done that. I should have asked you out for a drink like a normal person.” He sat down on the other end of the couch. He wanted to reach out and hold her, but didn’t dare.

“If you had, I definitely would have said yes. But this was more fun, I think.” She grinned and Jake relaxed. She wasn’t mad or hurt. Thank fucking God. He cautiously reached for her hand.

“I definitely enjoyed dominating you,” he said huskily. “I would love to do it again sometime. Without blackmailing you.”

Maria leaned toward him and put a hand on his thigh. “I think that can be arranged,” she said smiling. She leaned over and kissed him. He cupped her cheek gently with his hand as he kissed her back.

“Perfect,” he said.

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Amora Jones

Hello, my name is Amora Jones. I'm an erotica writer who loves leather jackets, ropes, and fairytales. At night when I'm alone, I write steamy kinky sex scenes.

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