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Pretty was always late when it came to paying her rent, which wasn'tsurprising since she ALWAYS was. The 27 year-old blonde hottie always seemed to find herself short on cash, and her landlord, Lance, was getting sick of it.
The 57-year-old man was a pervert who had a thing for young, tight pussies, and he'd had his eye on Pretty for a while now. He knew she was struggling to pay her rent and other small bills, and he was going to take advantage of that.
One day, Lance decided to pay Pretty a visit and let her know his stand on things. If he didn't fix her lax attitude, it would go on and on. The sun was shining brightly and the weather was cool so Lance took it as a good time to make his move since most people would be having an afternoon nap or they'd be at work. He knocked on her door, and when she answered, he could see the fear in her eyes. She knew she was in trouble.
Pretty was desperate for more time but the mischievous look on Lance's face didn't tell a good story. Lance was a tall, white, and pretty good looking man despite his age. Pretty, the young, petite and indian lady with dark horse hair and a pretty face in her early twenties, found herself shivering in front of him. His stance and body carriage just mostly did that to people.
"L-Lance, good afternoon. What are you doing here?" Pretty stammered, her voice shaking with unease. "I sent you a text last night."
"You're late with the rent, Pretty," Lance growled, towering over her. "Again, for the third time in a row. The text I received wasn't an explanation of a credit alert but your usual excuses. I'm tired of hearing them."
"I'm so sorry, Lance. I promise I'll have it for you by tomorrow," Pretty pleaded, her voice low as shame engulfed her. She'd wracked her brain for possible ways to pay sooner but couldn't find a means to get the money 'that' soon. Her friend wasn't picking her calls and even if Laura was, she'd come through for her twice already. It would eventually become burdensome to lend someone money when they redused to pay back.
Lance's gaze traveled down to her exposed cleavage, and his gaze narrowed. "You're always sorry, Pretty. But that doesn't change the fact that you're late with the rent. I'm here to collect your rent, Pretty," Lance said, his voice dripping with lust. "And this time, I'm not leaving until I get it. An alternative of the usual pay is fine too."
Pretty's heart sank. She knew she didn't have the money, and didn't have any means of getting it ready till at least, the weekend. What alternative could possibly suffice?
However, fear danced inside her as she gauged his body language the moment he gave her a mischievous smile. Pretty felt a shiver run down her spine as Lance instantly stepped closer to her, invading her personal space. She could feel his hot breath on her face, and she couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by his size and presence.
"I know it seems like I'm always making excuses Lance but I promise you that this time, I'll pay you soon. I just need a little more time because I have a lot going on right now."
Lance chuckled. "Listen, Pretty. I'm not in the mood for your excuses. You need to pay me what you owe me, or there will be consequences. If I was giving everyone grace every month, I would definitely have gone hungry. "
Pretty was cooking up another excuse when she felt her heart skip a beat the moment Lance's hand reached out and grabbed her by the wrist. He pulled her closer to him, and she instantly felt his erection press against her thigh.
"What the hell? You dirty old man, let me go immediately!" She warned.
"You'll learn to pay your rent on time. Scream all you want, no one's coming. " Lance jeered with a mocking smile and Pretty realised she was all alone. The neighbourhood was quiet...
Without saying another word, Lance pushed Pretty up against the wall and started groping her body. She yelped in alarm, crying out a string of protest, but he ignored her cries. He grabbed her ass and started spanking it harshly.
"P-please, stop!" Pretty begged, tears now streaming down her face.
"Shut up, you little slut," Lance growled, his dick getting harder with each cry of pain from Pretty's pouty lips. An idea formed in his head and his cock hardened further. "You're mine now. I'll use you till you have my money. I think that's fair."
"Please, Lance. I promise I'll have the money for you tomorrow, don't do this." She pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.
Lance's grip on her wrist tightened, he stopped smacking and pulled her even closer into him. "I don't think you understand the situation, Pretty. This isn't your first or second time. It has become a habit, because you know I don't mind. Well, from now I'll mind it. If you're late, you'll get your pussy thoroughly punished and your pretty mouth fucked."
Pretty's eyes widened as Lance's other hand reached out and ripped her shirt open, exposing her bra. She gasped as he cupped her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. Hope slowly died inside her but she still struggled.
"Lance, t-this isn't proper. I could be your daughter!" she cried out, trying to push him away. The 57 year old man was too strong for her and his palms were now kneading her butt and slightly rubbing her asshole.
'Well I hope my daughter pays her bills on time so she won't get punished with a fat cock!' Lance thought, his eyes zoning on her creamy cleavage. She had an ample amount of breasts and as she struggled, it jiggled, making his cock harden further.
Lance ignored her cries as he pushed her back against the wall. He easily ripped her linen pants off, following with her pink shaped bra and panties. She was stark naked and when Pretty tried to bolt towards the kitchen, Lance easily caught her.
"Help!" Pretty screamed, trashing against him. "My landlord is-- ahnnn!" The sound of thunder echoed as Pretty felt the stinging sensation on her ass, then another one on her pussy. These ones were harsher than when he'd just started spanking her.
"Shut the fuck up. I'll fuck you and nothing will happen. What, you wanna call the next door neighbor? Well, Jimmy's a pervert who often fucks his wife's mom, so good luck with having him see you naked and this alluring." Lance goaded and Pretty's eyes widened in humiliation as the hope slowly died in her eyes. "You're mine now, Pretty. And I'm going to make you pay for making me come here all the time to get it!" He growled, his eyes dark with desire.
Pretty's heart was pounding in her chest as Lance reached down and slid his fingers over her pussy. Her stomach fluttered but she struggled harder, holding onto that thin line of hope. Lance's hold was too strong as he probed her clit and pussy lips. Then she gasped in surprise at the pleasure that flooded her senses as Lance began to finger-fuck her, his fingers moving in and out of her wet pussy.
"Lance, please. Stop..." she cried out weakly, but he ignored her. His thick fingers scissored in and out of her now slippery pussy, her head falling back as she tried to regulate her emotions. It was all happening so fast.
Lance's fingers moved faster and faster, and Pretty could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She moaned as he reached up and pinched her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.
"That's it, Pretty. Cum for me." Lance commanded, his voice low and husky as he whispered in her ear. "Cum like the slut you are, cum on your landlord's fingers. They're not supposed to be inside you but you've been a bad girl, a filthy slut who keeps failing to pay rent. So he's made it his duty to punish you with a good, thorough fuck."
Pretty couldn't help it. The accusations weren't wrong, she was truly late on paying rent and if she'd been desperate enough, she'd have found a means to pay. She cried out as she came hard, her body shuddering with pleasure that left her trembling. Satisfied, Lance pulled his fingers out of her pussy and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean.
"You taste so good, Pretty," he said, his eyes glinting with desire.
