the landlord (closed)

"Oh ok. he could of stayed the night you know... Just because you are renting here doesn't mean you can't have a life." I say in a mocking tone. I wanted to tease her a little but my office phone began to ring. "Ahhhh hell." I groan as i walk out of the kitchen and up to the office. I figure i let her lick her wounds after last night. And hope she would try again with another spineless idiot so i could swoop in for more action. "This is Mike what the problem." I answer as i reach my office and pick up the phone.

After about 2hrs of trying to figure how the construction team screwed up a placement of a range in a house i decided to kick on the hot tub for the season. I was a great sunny day and after my sexual conquest, My tenet passed out on her bed still counts, I decided to break out my swim trunks and relax with a bottle of bourbon in the warm water.
 
I was happy for the reprieve when he left. Lieng is hard as hell for me, it's even harder when I'm hung over. I decided not to work today and instead grabbed my newest book, curled up with Radar and relaxed. I got a text message from the guy later that night.

"Sorry about the whiskey dick and just leaving"

It hadn't lasted as long as I wanted but I had pretty much passed out on him. It was still good though. My bruise proved that. Guys weren't usually rough they didn't like it despite what most said. The dirty tall was hot too. Either way I wasn't interested in seeing him again. That's not how one night stands work. I don't respond I simply block his number. At least he has the satisfaction of knowing he got it.

*****weeks later

It's Been nearly two months here and I have to admit I'm loving it. I don't have as many friends and I do miss my family but I love my new job, my coworkers, and how independent I feel.

I am horny as hell though and contemplating another night out. I hop in the shower and clean off. Mike has been respectful and nice. Especially lately considering I've been non existent slipping off to my room to masturbate all the time. I used my vibrator now he hadn't mentioned hearing anything so I figured he couldn't.

Stepping out of the bathroom I nearly collide with him. "Woah I'm so sorry." I say sheepishly gripping the towel to myself. I really need to get my head out of the clouds.
 
The first few days since I enjoyed her body was good. It felt like all the pent up frustration was out of me but as time moved on, like an addict I began to crave for more. I went back to the camera feed and watched her with her little sex toy thinking about how I could actually vgive her what she was looking for. But I kept to the office and let my hand satisfy the urge as best it could.

As I walk down the hallway to my room to grab my briefcase i bump into Bella As she walking out of the bathroom. "Oh so sorry. Here let me." I say as we dance around each other trying to get around one another. I cop a feel of her ass As we try to navagate. Pretending it was a mistake.
 
"No its ok..."

I stop talking as I feel his hand on my ass. Blushing I don't comment on it. Under sexed and reading too many trashy romance novels I imagine it was a mistake.

I give him a polite smile and hurry to my bedroom. I'm embarssed by my skittish behavior. I throw a sundress on and forgo any underwear. It's a little short but there's no wind outside so I'm not worried about flashing any one.

Coming out I see Mike with his briefcase. I think of the accidental grope and realize it might be time to let off steam agajn. "Headed in? " I ask casually. "Works been slow for me i think I'm going to try and find something to do this weekend. Maybe go out or find an event I can go to" I'm trying to be subtle in saying I may have a guest over.
 
"Yea a conference meeting at a hotel. Going to be out all week." I reply as I run back up the steps to grab my suitcase. "Stupid meetings and excuses to hit strip clubs and get drunk." I faign disgust at the idea of hitting the town that way. "So you and radar will have the whole place to yourselves. Just no parties." I remind her as the taxi pulls in and I ready myself to go.
 
I try and keep a calm face smiling and nodding as I listen. He's rushing out before I notice and I wave him off. I instantly start running around and start cleaning. I'd been texting a guy for weeks. I was too scared to go to his house and he was too well known to show himself in public. At least that's what he told me.

Sex on my territory was acceptable. Later that night he was knocking at my door. My cutest matching bra and panties under a loose dress I can feel myself get wet. I open the door and he looks yummy. He's clearly older than he implied but it's sexy. He takes great care of himself and I stand to the side letting him in.

I try not to giggle at the site of his suitcase. A small roller bag he brings behind him. He asks me where my room is and I show him. My body feels electric he's like a dream. We get in my room and he tells me to shut the door.

I oblige and watch him unzip his suit case. It's filled with all sorts of toys. My knees get weak just staring at them. He tells me to undress. I slide my dress off and toss it to the side. I move to him willing myself to be confident as he exams me and tells me to take off my underwear and bra.

Pm
 
The day was a waste. Just stroking executives for business. I was happy as he'll to get out of the rooms. In my hotel I shower and prepare for stripper glitter and watery drinks. I decide to flip back to my home and see if the action might be better. As the feed plays on my tablet I see an empty room. I give it a few minutes and as luck would have it she appears.... With another man. "Hope this is better then last time." I chuckle as I sit on my bed in nothing but a towel.
 
I slip off my bra and panties and sit on the edge of the bed. He comes close to me. His Cologne is really strong he pulls out nipple clamps first and my toes curl. For all my fantasizing I'd never actually done anything.

He bends and licks and kisses my nipples. I just moan and enjoy myself. I feel his hands working my breast and then a sharp pinch "oh!" Was all I could manage looking down. He flicks my tit and tightens the clamp. Instantly my panties get wet. I whimper as he teases my free nipple.

The second clamp hurts worse and I moan loud. He tugs on the thing chain between the two and I look up at him hungry. He goes to speak and I can't wait to hear what comes out of his mouth "it's 150 an hour. For 300 an hour I can do physical contact."

I'm suddenly confused "Excuse me?"

He motions at his groin "you know fucking, that's extra. If I'm just working on you then it's just 150."

I start to laugh "wait you're like a hooker"

He nodded "what did you think the rose comments was about?"

I shrug "i thought you were being romantic." The pathetic look he gives me wants to make me slap him. I curse and work at the contraptions gripping my nipples.

"Help me get these off I'm not paying you shit." He tugs them off and laughs at my reaction. My nipples are on fire. I hold my breast as he gathers his things. I just Lay back and don't follow him out. I'm never getting what I want.
 
"Well now this is interesting." I say as I watch the feed. I see the guy place clamps on her nipples as she sits. I stroke my cock eagerly waiting to see what he got in store but they stop. "Got to mic this." I say complaining about sound quality. But as the minutes pass I see there was a change. She was unhappy and he was starting to leave. "Don't you have the worst taste Bella." I joke at the second failure to get some. I shut off the feed and finish getting ready to go out.

At the club I watch as the dancers masquerade in costume and perform on the stage. The costumes were a mix of gothic and sexy. And got my brain to burn with a few ideas. The next morning I looked on the internet for certain sex toys and a cleaver costume.
 
When Monday rolled around I was miserable. Work was slow and my sex drive was through the roof. Mike had gotten back and was extra chatty. I didn't want to be rude so I tried to keep up with the conversation but my mind was elsewhere.

I'm being lazy staying in my pj shirt at 2 in the afternoon. I walk in on Mike in the kitchen. We do our usual tango and I grab some bread. A peanut butter and jelly sandwich should add some pounds and make me feel better.
 
"God this was the most boring week." I say as I prattle trying to make small talk with Bella. But to no avail I decide to head out towards the living room. Inside was a little postcard, black with red and silver lettering to a club I knew would make her happy. I then proceed to the front door to check the mailbox and slip the postcard inside. All on the card was the club's name, and a number to call about being invite to the club. I brought up my tenet to a few girls in the club's and they all pointed to here for a good time. So I called making an appointment for two, me and my little mistress for a time at night so I could sneak away and get set up to play master to her. I place the postcard between the rest of her mail and head back to the kitchen.

"Yea getting the contract is nothing more then ass kissing." I say as I try to act normal. I notice she not caring about me at all and is enthralled by her sandwich. "Well I got some calls to make. Here is the mail." I say As I hand her the stack of letters and junk mail. Before leaving the kitchen.
 
I felt a bit better my mouth coated with peanut butter goodness. Going through the mail I stop on the black envelope if it wasn't for the fancy metallic writting on the outside I'd thought it was a funeral invite. Opening it I'm so excited I don't even know what to do.

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Walking into the place was terrifying. I had just a simple black dress on. Everyone there looked beautiful and prepared for the evening. I got a bunch of looks I didn't know how to read. The woman in front even chuckled a little when I said I got the clubs invite.

She just ushered me in. I grabbed a water bottle and sipped away trying to calm my nerves looking at an X in the middle of the room. I try not to think about the array of toys in the walls and tables.

I dont have a safe word yet, isn't that important? "Hello" I call out softly. No one told me how long I was suppose to wait and I'm starting to feel terrified. I had no idea what I was getting myself in to.
 
"Scared?" I say in a gruff voice. I walk out of the shadows clad in black leather pants and a black mask. "Don't be, I have been expecting you." I walk over to her I get close to smell her perfume. "This won't be needed." I whisper in her ear as I play with the strap of her dress. "Take it off."
 
I hesitate but finish my water and do as he asks. Slipping my dress off I'm in my lace thong and matching black bra. "They didn't give me a safe word. They said they'd tell me who sent me the invite after." I really should be more concerned with that but I'm so excited I don't care. Even as he circles me and looks me over. My hands covering my exposed back side.

His mask covered his face but he looks older. Really seems to work out alot. I watch him as much as he watches me waiting for my next command.
 
Like a wolf I start to circle around her. Seeing her scared causes my bulge to grow more in these tight pants. I run my finger up her spine trying to give her chills. "Your safe word is pear." I say in her ear right before nibbling on her ear lobe. "But hopefully you won't need that right little rabbit." I say as I grab something out of my back pocket. A black collar with a leather leash. I fasten it on he neck and walk in front of her. "Follow me rabbit." I command as I pull her leash towards the center of the room.
 
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